<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:10:31.563-04:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Kiddo'/><category term='Brush Fire'/><category term='Outside Adventures'/><category term='TS Fay'/><category term='Grocery Store'/><category term='Veggie Tables'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='The Candle'/><category term='Dairy Queen'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Winner Anouncements'/><category term='New Year Resolutions'/><category term='In The News'/><category term='Craft Corner'/><category term='Tips'/><category term='In The Garden'/><category term='Storms'/><category term='Things I Love'/><category term='Contest Winnings'/><category term='Santa Clause'/><category term='Coffee'/><category term='Kid Quotes'/><category term='TV Time'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='My Animals'/><category term='Big Brother'/><category term='Cleaning'/><category term='Daily Thoughts'/><category term='Organization'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='Flea Markets'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Contests'/><category term='About Me'/><category term='blonde moments'/><category term='Mysteries'/><category term='Critters'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Venting'/><category term='Kitchen Creations'/><title type='text'>Niecey's Notebook</title><subtitle type='html'>My Take on Motherhood, Life and Everything In Between</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3181237985202431374</id><published>2009-01-08T11:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:54:25.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I Made It 1 Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SWYuPoGGsgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ehCAZcIXg_Y/s1600-h/239149dlu2ay2ywc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 48px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SWYuPoGGsgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ehCAZcIXg_Y/s320/239149dlu2ay2ywc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288965658389164546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I just like these frogs, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I must say, I am pretty darn proud of myself for not smoking for one week. It sure wasn't easy but I managed. Although, it seems this time it isn't nearly as frustrating as last time. I did good with the urges. I didn't get a lot of them but when I did they came on strong. Like I had a little voice in my head that kept saying "Go ahead, smoke just one...". Those usually came when I was at work. It's all good though, I get one little sniff of a smoker and I remember that I used to smell like that and my urge goes away. Makes me want to hurl, lol. Not to mention the amount of money I'll be saving, it's sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3181237985202431374?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3181237985202431374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-made-it-1-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3181237985202431374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3181237985202431374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-made-it-1-week.html' title='I Made It 1 Week!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SWYuPoGGsgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ehCAZcIXg_Y/s72-c/239149dlu2ay2ywc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-794314731076836898</id><published>2009-01-08T00:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:58:25.907-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Love'/><title type='text'>#393 - Things I Love...  Goddess Pendant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SWWSTOpyi-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/aGTbym01nGA/s1600-h/Goddess+Pendant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SWWSTOpyi-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/aGTbym01nGA/s320/Goddess+Pendant.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288794196465060834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pic from &lt;a href="http://www.shamanscrystal.co.uk/product/2108/moonstone-goddess-pendant/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have this pendant (sterling silver) except it has turquoise in it instead of moonstone. It was given to me by my boyfriends mother a few years ago. She brought it back for me from Arizona. I love it! Every single time I wear it to work, I get a compliments on it. They always ask what it symbolizes and where I got it. One person even said it looked like some sculpture in Chicago. I never knew what it symbolized until tonight.  It symbolizes a Goddess drawing down the moon, symbolizing power and wisdom. A lot of these pendants are made with moonstone, like the one above. Mine has turquoise and I always thought it looked like a woman holding the world in her hands. Either way, I think it's pretty awesome. :) I was too lazy tonight to take a picture of mine because I am wearing it. lol I will share a pic of mine soon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="header-description"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-794314731076836898?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/794314731076836898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/393-things-i-love-goddess-pendant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/794314731076836898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/794314731076836898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/393-things-i-love-goddess-pendant.html' title='#393 - Things I Love...  Goddess Pendant'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SWWSTOpyi-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/aGTbym01nGA/s72-c/Goddess+Pendant.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5290993048769458302</id><published>2009-01-02T23:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:01:00.058-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>No More Smoking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SV7vLZ2gXFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JfKRnITueDg/s1600-h/nosmoking.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SV7vLZ2gXFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JfKRnITueDg/s320/nosmoking.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286925991776640082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I am happy to announce that I have given up smoking! That was my New Year Resolution. :) Now, I have tried to quit a few times before and unfortunately have failed but this time  I KNOW is the time. Everyone always told me that I wouldn't be able to quit unless I was ready and they were right.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This time just feels different. Better, much better. I'm not sure what it is but I think this was the time and I feel really good about my decision. I know I am only on day 2 but I know that this is it for me and I am really happy with my choice. Woohoo! Go me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; I wouldn't be able to do it without the patch though. It really is a life saver! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5290993048769458302?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5290993048769458302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-more-smoking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5290993048769458302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5290993048769458302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-more-smoking.html' title='No More Smoking...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SV7vLZ2gXFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JfKRnITueDg/s72-c/nosmoking.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-7974691670857249282</id><published>2008-12-29T00:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:40:56.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flea Markets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>Flea Market Finds...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend we decided to travel to the huge Flea Market about an hour away.  I love this Flea Market but we haven't been in years.&lt;br /&gt;I found these cool blown glass pendants for $2 a piece. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SVhg_nZzpDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jnXtyKkLQzM/s1600-h/glneck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SVhg_nZzpDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jnXtyKkLQzM/s320/glneck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285080808744526898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also bought this Mortar &amp;amp; Pestle. I will probably never use it but I wanted it. &lt;br /&gt;It think they are cool. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SVhhFNP3P7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/SkKJ6muSI0I/s1600-h/122808+002+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SVhhFNP3P7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/SkKJ6muSI0I/s200/122808+002+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285080904802713522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also got a lot of fresh, local produce for a great price. I also picked up a few more Lucky Bamboo plants because the one I had recently turned brown over night. It was weird. We spent a few hours walking around and just looking at stuff. It was fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-7974691670857249282?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7974691670857249282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/flea-market-finds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7974691670857249282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7974691670857249282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/flea-market-finds.html' title='Flea Market Finds...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SVhg_nZzpDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jnXtyKkLQzM/s72-c/glneck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2110989115023479510</id><published>2008-12-25T22:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:53:40.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SVRU7syNmxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RvsnIgWdPLk/s1600-h/2219744052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SVRU7syNmxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RvsnIgWdPLk/s320/2219744052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283941647423216402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hope everyone had a great Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;I hope Santa was was very nice to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Niecey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2110989115023479510?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2110989115023479510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2110989115023479510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2110989115023479510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SVRU7syNmxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RvsnIgWdPLk/s72-c/2219744052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6769796638811049674</id><published>2008-12-22T11:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:29:48.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Quotes'/><title type='text'>Another Karyn Quote</title><content type='html'>Every morning Karyn comes in our bedroom and wakes me up. Yesterday morning this is what she says to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karyn: "Mommy, time to get up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I am up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karyn: "No, you have to get your whole body up or it doesn't count."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! She's so awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6769796638811049674?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6769796638811049674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-karyn-quote.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6769796638811049674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6769796638811049674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-karyn-quote.html' title='Another Karyn Quote'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2351281178365469329</id><published>2008-12-22T11:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:26:42.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Wowee Alive Lion Cub...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SU-_WAIJ9ZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vIiExaAKfyc/s1600-h/41tH0wRahwL._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SU-_WAIJ9ZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vIiExaAKfyc/s320/41tH0wRahwL._AA260_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282651272641115538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one thing I knew FOR SURE Karyn wanted for Christmas was this Lion Cub. It was all she talked about since she saw the commercial. So we ordered it from Walmart and we picked it up the other day. I just opened the box last night and it is so cool. The mouth and eyes move and it meows and purrs. It is pretty cool. Our cats found it quite interesting as well. LOL Now we have something to torture the cats with! LOL They weren't so sure about it. LOL We put it away because our one cats looked like he was going to tear it a new one! LOL&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until she opens it!  She is going to be so excited! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2351281178365469329?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2351281178365469329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/wowee-alive-lion-cub.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2351281178365469329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2351281178365469329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/wowee-alive-lion-cub.html' title='Wowee Alive Lion Cub...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SU-_WAIJ9ZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vIiExaAKfyc/s72-c/41tH0wRahwL._AA260_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-7383702454252193082</id><published>2008-12-09T23:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:09:02.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Santa's Naught List...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/ST9Oc45N7FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nX7m6N5QGrE/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/ST9Oc45N7FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nX7m6N5QGrE/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278023546517187666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Wow, it's been a while since I've posted anything. I really need to try and keep this thing updated! Things around here are going...ok. Things could be better and thing could be worse so I won't complain too much. lol Work is going good. Work is work, and again, things could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of work. I have a funny shoplifter story.  Let me first state that we catch 2-3 shoplifters a week. Usually it's some bored teens stealing cheap cologne, some kind of alcoholic beverage, cigarettes or something as silly as candy. Well, last Sunday night we had an unusual thief come in. This was a nice, very well dressed man, maybe late 50's early 60's. Nice shirt &amp;amp; pants, tie, nice shoes. I believe this man was caught by accident. Well, it turns out he tried to steal multiple bottles of sexual lubrications and stimulating oils, a couple boxes of condoms and a couple of packages of batteries. I think there may have been something else but I can't remember. The excuse he gave the cops...He was having issues with his wife, in the bedroom, and bought some "toys"  and was going to make her a gift basket to surprise her. He was from out of state too...Now, not for one minute do I believe his story. I just don't. I won't get into what I think this guy was going to do. This guy is definitely on Santa's naughty list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-7383702454252193082?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7383702454252193082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/santas-naught-list.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7383702454252193082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7383702454252193082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/12/santas-naught-list.html' title='Santa&apos;s Naught List...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/ST9Oc45N7FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nX7m6N5QGrE/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-298339522182044642</id><published>2008-11-20T12:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:16:54.653-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft Corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Turkey Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SSWZUSsDRVI/AAAAAAAAADA/wHrXp5_RjLI/s1600-h/111908+003+B%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SSWZUSsDRVI/AAAAAAAAADA/wHrXp5_RjLI/s320/111908+003+B%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270787512800068946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more fun than making Turkey hands? Well to my daughter nothing. lol She had a ton of fun making a Turkey Hand yesterday! We did crafts yesterday for what seemed like the entire day. She wanted to play outside but she said it was too cold for her. lol It was only 66 degrees. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SSWaqhNg9vI/AAAAAAAAADI/DJcC7zcfgdQ/s1600-h/111908+004+B%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SSWaqhNg9vI/AAAAAAAAADI/DJcC7zcfgdQ/s320/111908+004+B%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270788994167273202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I usually take a big sheet or blanket and lay it on the floor and we do craft stuff on there and if any little bits or glittery stuff falls I just pick it up and shake it outside.&lt;br /&gt;She could sit and do this for days I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-298339522182044642?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/298339522182044642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey-hands.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/298339522182044642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/298339522182044642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey-hands.html' title='Turkey Hands'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SSWZUSsDRVI/AAAAAAAAADA/wHrXp5_RjLI/s72-c/111908+003+B%28Medium%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1763435332398297826</id><published>2008-11-13T10:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:26:07.801-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Bah Humbug...The Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SRxDmRNsRRI/AAAAAAAAACs/OkpCu9nQhRA/s1600-h/1971-toon-humbug-scrooge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SRxDmRNsRRI/AAAAAAAAACs/OkpCu9nQhRA/s320/1971-toon-humbug-scrooge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268159988851557650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holidays are here. Whether I like it or not. Thanksgiving is just 2 weeks away and I have yet to get the warm fuzzy feeling I usually get around this time of year. Usually by now I am begging the boyfriend to take the Christmas Tree out of the attic because I can't wait to get started with the decorating. I have always LOVED this time of year. I look forward to it every year. There is just something about the feeling I used to get just thinking about the holidays. This year, it's different. I haven't thought once about taking the tree out of the attic or putting on Christmas music or even the yummy taste of homemade food. What the hell is wrong with me? All these things made me giddy like a 5 year old girl who ran down the stairs on Christmas morning and saw that Santa had eaten the cookies and the reindeer had eating the carrots we had left out the night before. It's just so sad I say. So, in an effort to get my Holiday Spirit back I am going to listen to nothing but Christmas music and start breaking out those decorations. I am currently making snacks so I can watch Christmas Vacation &amp;amp; A Christmas Story today. I will get into the holiday spirit if it's the last thing I do. Now to get those decorations down from the attic...hmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1763435332398297826?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1763435332398297826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/11/bah-humbugthe-holidays.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1763435332398297826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1763435332398297826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/11/bah-humbugthe-holidays.html' title='Bah Humbug...The Holidays'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SRxDmRNsRRI/AAAAAAAAACs/OkpCu9nQhRA/s72-c/1971-toon-humbug-scrooge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2837095419678934456</id><published>2008-11-11T10:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:39:05.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outside Adventures'/><title type='text'>Our New Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SRmkZ8Ih59I/AAAAAAAAACc/JJ48OwRTPeU/s1600-h/111008+007+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SRmkZ8Ih59I/AAAAAAAAACc/JJ48OwRTPeU/s320/111008+007+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267422004732094418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, Karyn has been really into catching lizards, bugs &amp;amp; playing in dirt. Yesterday she found this fuzzy little thing climbing on a palm tree. When she found it she yelled out "It's big, juicy one!"...Real nice! lol She wanted to keep him so now we have him in a little box with leaves and sticks so that he can make a cocoon and turn into a beautiful butterfly or moth then we will let him go back into the wild. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2837095419678934456?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2837095419678934456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-new-pet.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2837095419678934456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2837095419678934456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-new-pet.html' title='Our New Pet'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SRmkZ8Ih59I/AAAAAAAAACc/JJ48OwRTPeU/s72-c/111008+007+%28Medium%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5947384742161481330</id><published>2008-11-04T15:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:44:45.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Another Update...I think...</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't been updating like I used to. I just don't seem to have it in me anymore. I have lots of thoughts and ideas running through this tiny little brain of mine but I just can't seem to put any of them into motion. It's all very tiring believe it or not. It's like I have so much to talk about that can't be put into words. Then again for those who know me, I have never been one to talk about feelings. I just keep things all bottled up until one day I explode. I have so much to say but unfortunately I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;   Things at home are well...as you may have guessed, not so great. That haven't been for a long time or if ever. I ask myself everyday how the hell I got myself here. It certainly did not happen over night. I am unhappy, miserable and just plain over it all. I have been. I'm sick of being treated the way I have been treated. I'm sick of being talked to like I am an idiot. I'm sick of not being able to make the littlest of decisions with out "checking in" first. I get no respect and am completely unappreciated. I am not looking for sympathy because I am the only one who can fix it. For those of you who are saying "just leave", it's easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;   Work is going...good. I can't complain I guess. I look at work as an escape from the daily bull shit yet work as become part of my daily bull shit.  It's all good though...I think. It's still not as bad as sitting home at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5947384742161481330?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5947384742161481330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-updatei-think.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5947384742161481330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5947384742161481330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-updatei-think.html' title='Another Update...I think...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2678006333192003758</id><published>2008-10-31T23:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:58:37.090-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SQvTk_xDQ3I/AAAAAAAAACU/k_jSsnrXpXM/s1600-h/Halloween+08+013+%28Small%292s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SQvTk_xDQ3I/AAAAAAAAACU/k_jSsnrXpXM/s320/Halloween+08+013+%28Small%292s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263533222058476402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Well Happy Halloween everyone! Hope everyone had fun trick-or-treating with the kiddo's. We sure did! Kathy &amp;amp; Tim came over with the boys so we could go together in our neighborhood. It was such a nice night too. Not too hot and not too cold but let me tell you I will feel it tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Karyn loved being a lady bug. Can you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; I could not find antenna for her? I couldn't even find stuff to make them for her! What a bunch-o-crap I say! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2678006333192003758?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2678006333192003758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-happy-halloween-everyone-hope.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2678006333192003758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2678006333192003758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-happy-halloween-everyone-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise F</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14003912903002233254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SvLpORkvTLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NemyyneCjgI/S220/091709+002+(Medium)11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmG7PPL2728/SQvTk_xDQ3I/AAAAAAAAACU/k_jSsnrXpXM/s72-c/Halloween+08+013+%28Small%292s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-7558470851938533778</id><published>2008-10-20T09:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:44:11.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter This Contest Over @ Frugal Mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;**CONTEST ALERT**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone, Go check out &lt;a href="http://www.frugalmom.net/blog/?p=202#comment-53"&gt;Frugal Mom Blog&lt;/a&gt; before Midnight October 20th and check out this awesome contest she's having! She's giving away a $50 Gift card to WalMart and a cool retro Apron from &lt;a href="http://www.tallulahsophie.com/"&gt;Tallulah Sophie’s.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So head on &lt;a href="http://www.frugalmom.net/blog/?p=202#comment-53"&gt;over there&lt;/a&gt; and check out what you need to do to enter! :)&lt;a href="http://www.tallulahsophie.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-7558470851938533778?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7558470851938533778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/enter-this-contest-over-frugal-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7558470851938533778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7558470851938533778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/enter-this-contest-over-frugal-mom.html' title='Enter This Contest Over @ Frugal Mom...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-4935409701171458104</id><published>2008-10-17T10:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:23:42.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Win a trip to Peanut's The Great Pumpkin Patch! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;~Enter Daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.voilawednesdays.com/promotions/peanutssweeps/"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter to Win the Product of the Day from HGTV. ~Enter Daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hgtvpro.com/hpro/pac_ctnt/text/0,2595,HPRO_20196_36676,00.html"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-4935409701171458104?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4935409701171458104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/contests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4935409701171458104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4935409701171458104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/contests.html' title='Contests!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-8907174822847559933</id><published>2008-10-13T10:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:08:27.239-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>An Update of Sorts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SPNkNZiA2_I/AAAAAAAADTM/BI82vzEfNfk/s1600-h/125335qof1viejhv.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SPNkNZiA2_I/AAAAAAAADTM/BI82vzEfNfk/s320/125335qof1viejhv.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256655371426126834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Wow, it feels like I haven't posted in a while so I guess I will do an update of sorts. Not a whole lot really going on though. Work is work. Not getting nearly as many hours as I would like but oh well. What can I do? Can't really go look for another job right now because it will be about the same anywhere else I go. Plus this is just a P/T job for now.&lt;br /&gt;  On to a little happier news...Remember the "evil one" I referred to in my other posts? Well, she screwed up enough to be let go. Now, let first start by saying that I wish for no one to lose their job, especially in times like this BUT, this woman was truly evil. She didn't have a nice bone in her body. I think she lived to belittle people. Like she got great pleasure in talking down to people. I don't think she ever did smile. Seriously, I think her face would have cracked if she had and I swear when she walked past the mirror at work she didn't have a reflection. There is such a sense of relief going to work now. :)&lt;br /&gt;     Karyn is doing good. She is really excited about her birthday and Christmas this year. That is of course because I had to pull out the big guns and use Santa Clause as a weapon. You see, Karyn REALLY wants a &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/catalog/product.do?product_id=10086705&amp;amp;sourceid=1500000000000003260420&amp;amp;ci_src=14110944&amp;amp;ci_sku=10086705"&gt;Wow Wee Alive Lion Cub&lt;/a&gt;. I mean REALLY. Every time she sees the commercial she asks me to call Santa and tell him that's what she wants for her birthday or Christmas. Personally, the thing creeps me out but Karyn is in love. LOL&lt;br /&gt;    She has finally stopped asking to put on her Halloween costume. lol She's going to be a lady bug. She's so excited! She thinks every night should be Halloween so we can go trick-or-treating. This is such a fun age....she is really starting to see the fun in things. Hopefully, this weekend we will be going to the Pumpkin Festival. Karyn is going to LOVE it! Although, I am not looking forward to the walking but that's ok because it's good exercise! ;)&lt;br /&gt;    I am really looking forward to Thanksgiving this year. I mean, I look forward to it every year but I think, hopefully my brother will be down this year. If he comes down this year I will be doing Thanksgiving here at my house which will be fun! I have only cooked Thanksgiving dinner once and it was like 3 years ago...I think. I did an AWESOME job if I do say so myself! LOL Everything came out perfectly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-8907174822847559933?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8907174822847559933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-of-sorts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8907174822847559933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8907174822847559933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-of-sorts.html' title='An Update of Sorts...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SPNkNZiA2_I/AAAAAAAADTM/BI82vzEfNfk/s72-c/125335qof1viejhv.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-4916632115197390527</id><published>2008-10-09T09:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:46:19.922-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>One lonely Contest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enter Everyday until October 31, 2008 to Win a Bedroom Makeover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.timeinc.net/myhome/secure/sweeps/roommakeover/signup.html"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-4916632115197390527?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4916632115197390527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-lonely-contest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4916632115197390527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4916632115197390527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-lonely-contest.html' title='One lonely Contest...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2912422657984556546</id><published>2008-10-06T10:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:11:28.541-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Clause'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Santa is a Stalker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SOoo9n18QRI/AAAAAAAACjo/hzL2YpunxKg/s1600-h/santa-2_cartoon%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SOoo9n18QRI/AAAAAAAACjo/hzL2YpunxKg/s320/santa-2_cartoon%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254056954413465874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I would have never known I was doing something so bad. Soooooo the other day Karyn was being pretty rotten. By rotten I mean just a little disobedient monster. Something had invaded my daughters body and turned my usually lovely little princess into the devil. Time out after time out she was testing me to no end. I had to think of something that would straighten her up. So I thought for a second...Santa Claus....I could use Santa Claus as weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Finally I decided to tell her that if she continued to be a bad girl Santa Claus would not visit her this year and he would skip our house and some other little girl who had been good would get her presents. Yeah, I know, I may be the meanest mom in the whole world but a Mom has to do what she has to do. lol She stopped...looked at me with a confused look and said..."But I am a good girl." I then decided to play some Christmas music. The song "Santa Claus is coming to Town" (Not sure if that's the real name of it.) came on and I told her to listen to the song.&lt;br /&gt;"He sees you when your sleeping, He knows when your awake, He knows if you've been bad or good so be good for goodness sake."&lt;br /&gt;Yeah....I would love to meet the person who wrote that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to do was make my daughter realize that Santa knows if she's been bad or good and if she wasn't good, she wouldn't get any presents for Christmas. Well, it started off with her thinking that she wouldn't get presents for her birthday because she realizes now, her birthday is close to Christmas, 9 days before actually. I explained that Mommy and Daddy give her presents for her birthday, not Santa Claus. Santa Claus brings presents for Christmas to good boys and girls. Phew' I got that one cleared up...I thought I was safe...WRONG. That night as I am getting her into bed, she asks me where Santa was. I told her he was at the North Pole with his elves making toys. She then says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karyn: "Is he watching me right now?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "He sure is!"&lt;br /&gt;Karyn: "I'm scared. Where is he? Is he outside? Is he in my closet?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Nope, he's at the North Pole.  There's nothing to be scared of. Santa is a good guy."&lt;br /&gt;Karyn: *in a scared tone* "But I don't want him to watch me sleep!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap! What did I do? lol For the next hour I was reassuring her that Santa in fact was no where around our house and he was not peaking in he windows or hiding in her closet or under her bed or anywhere else in the house for that matter. I have no made my daughter believe that Santa was some sort of stalker who watched her. lol Oh brother! The next day she asked where Santa was and kept asking all kind of questions that I was blown away by. Finally, I convinced her that Santa doesn't watch her and that Mommy and Daddy call him every couple of days to tell him whether she has been a good girl or not. I can't believe I changed her thoughts on Santa. Well, I still think she has this thought that he is outside watching her all the time but she is slowly straying from that theory. *sigh* At least she's been a good girl! LOL Mostly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a close one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2912422657984556546?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2912422657984556546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/santa-is-stalker.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2912422657984556546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2912422657984556546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/10/santa-is-stalker.html' title='Santa is a Stalker...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SOoo9n18QRI/AAAAAAAACjo/hzL2YpunxKg/s72-c/santa-2_cartoon%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3246651603877669538</id><published>2008-09-24T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:44:16.462-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veggie Tables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>New Contest Over At Veggie Tables ~ This Dish Is Vegetarian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SNjhpXn-OII/AAAAAAAAChg/gv2AGdov0no/s1600-h/meleecontest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249193466532870274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SNjhpXn-OII/AAAAAAAAChg/gv2AGdov0no/s320/meleecontest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisdishisvegetarian.com/"&gt;VeggieTables - This Dish Is Vegetarian&lt;/a&gt; is hosting another contest! Woohoo! Let the fun begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Win a Melee Prize Pack! The winner will receive: Melee Devils &amp;amp; Angels album &amp;amp; Tote ($28.99 value)To enter this contest, please leave a comment on &lt;a href="http://www.thisdishisvegetarian.com/2008/09/contest-melee-prize-pack.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://www.thisdishisvegetarian.com/"&gt;ThisDishIsVegetarian.com&lt;/a&gt;. In the comment, please tell us your favorite vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;This contest is sponsered by &lt;a href="http://www.one2onenetwork.com/"&gt;One2One Network&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to tell your friends!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3246651603877669538?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3246651603877669538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3246651603877669538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-contest-over-at-veggie-tables-this.html' title='New Contest Over At Veggie Tables ~ This Dish Is Vegetarian'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SNjhpXn-OII/AAAAAAAAChg/gv2AGdov0no/s72-c/meleecontest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6604751312656120185</id><published>2008-09-24T09:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:41:31.880-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest Winnings'/><title type='text'>I'm a winner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SNpBk4f7xBI/AAAAAAAACi4/tG14QCl3ZPM/s1600-h/2857750638_38f4fb4467_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249580417551156242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SNpBk4f7xBI/AAAAAAAACi4/tG14QCl3ZPM/s320/2857750638_38f4fb4467_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I entered a contest over at &lt;a href="blocked::http://www.ibabuzz.com/aparentlyspeaking/"&gt;aPARENTly Speaking&lt;/a&gt; to win this Dora movie and I won! Woohoo! My child has done nothing but talk about Dora and The Snow Princess ever since she saw the commercial for it. The snow princess this and the snow princess that. I think she is going to flip her lid when she sees this in the mail box! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6604751312656120185?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6604751312656120185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-winner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6604751312656120185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6604751312656120185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-winner.html' title='I&apos;m a winner...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SNpBk4f7xBI/AAAAAAAACi4/tG14QCl3ZPM/s72-c/2857750638_38f4fb4467_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-181664077881489737</id><published>2008-09-23T07:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:46:57.144-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>#394 Things I Love ~ Collecting Sharks Teeth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SNjx0pVCkUI/AAAAAAAACiY/L8to19nDN-E/s1600-h/Sharks+Teeth+922+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249211252449907010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SNjx0pVCkUI/AAAAAAAACiY/L8to19nDN-E/s320/Sharks+Teeth+922+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love collecting sharks teeth when I go to the beach. Here it is a very "touristy" thing to do but it's so much fun. I am not a real beach person but I go with my daughter because she would live in the water if we let her. :) This picture is just what we found yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have TONS of these things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The information below is from a local website....&lt;a href="http://www.venice-fla.com/capital.htm"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Collecting prehistoric sharks teeth has been a favorite pastime of visitors and residents of the Venice area for years. They may be black, brown, or gray, depending on the minerals in the soil in which they have been buried. They range in size from one eighth inch to three inches, and on rare occasions more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sharks of all species continually shed their teeth and grow new ones. They have 40 or more teeth in each jaw. Behind the functional rows or teeth are seven other rows of teeth developing into mature dentures to replace teeth as they are shed or lost. In ten years, an average Tiger shark can produce as many as 24,000 teeth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Besides sharks teeth, fossils of other marine creatures are also found in this area. Because millions of years ago most of Florida was under water, many fossils are found inland as well as on the beaches. State law prohibits digging without a permit however.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Identification of sharks teeth, which come in many different shapes and sizes, is relatively easy. All of the teeth in the mouth of a single type of shark are the same shape. They vary only in size. The shape of the teeth of each species is distinct. Local book stores offer many books on the subject.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For millions of years, sharks have lived and died in the Gulf of Mexico. Dead sharks sink to the ocean floor where they are covered by layers of sand and silt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over time, the cartilage of their bodies disintegrates. Water and storm action eventually sweeps the sand away, exposing the teeth. Some are washed up on shore with the changing tides and waves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-181664077881489737?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/181664077881489737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/394-things-i-love-collecting-sharks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/181664077881489737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/181664077881489737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/394-things-i-love-collecting-sharks.html' title='#394 Things I Love ~ Collecting Sharks Teeth...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SNjx0pVCkUI/AAAAAAAACiY/L8to19nDN-E/s72-c/Sharks+Teeth+922+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2521282797975326782</id><published>2008-09-12T13:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:09:10.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brush Fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outside Adventures'/><title type='text'>The Fire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMqhjCBtZOI/AAAAAAAACgI/CWrW1HVEHn4/s1600-h/Brush+Fire.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245182339237897442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMqhjCBtZOI/AAAAAAAACgI/CWrW1HVEHn4/s320/Brush+Fire.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day when my sister came over, we were leaving to go to lunch and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt; all this ash and smoke everywhere. Turns out it was a small brush fire dangerously close to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; house on the next street over. I surely thought some part of this guys house was going to get damaged but luckily it was saved. Even the screen on his pool cage was untouched! My sister took this picture with her phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2521282797975326782?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2521282797975326782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/fire.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2521282797975326782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2521282797975326782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/fire.html' title='The Fire...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMqhjCBtZOI/AAAAAAAACgI/CWrW1HVEHn4/s72-c/Brush+Fire.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-4660711866385089330</id><published>2008-09-12T10:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:46:48.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winner Anouncements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>And The Winners Are....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMp9xR3MwjI/AAAAAAAACf4/vMkmIrgVI9Q/s1600-h/book200w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245143001588351538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMp9xR3MwjI/AAAAAAAACf4/vMkmIrgVI9Q/s200/book200w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The winners of the Precious Girls Club Book Contest are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;#1 Jen:&lt;/span&gt; You ROCK! My favorite book growing up was The Babysitter's Club, I had the whole series!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;#2 Maria:&lt;/span&gt; I was so like Ramona as a child, I loved those books!! I am thrilled to see something that is so far from Barbie or Bratz, something I will be proud &amp;amp; happy to let my daughters get involved with. YEA!!!! It's about time!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be emailing the winners this morning and they will have 72 hours to give me their mailing addresses. If one fails to respond within that 72 hours, another winner will be picked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you all again for playing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look for more contests coming up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-4660711866385089330?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4660711866385089330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-winners-are.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4660711866385089330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4660711866385089330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-winners-are.html' title='And The Winners Are....'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMp9xR3MwjI/AAAAAAAACf4/vMkmIrgVI9Q/s72-c/book200w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-8969735623916034947</id><published>2008-09-11T10:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:33:34.121-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Candle'/><title type='text'>Surprise! The Candle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just couldn't throw the candle away. I think secretly I wanted to see how much it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; warp. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; This is what it looks like today. Isn't it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fascinating&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244771449395694002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMkr2GFXSbI/AAAAAAAACfw/TdnDhq31czo/s320/090908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think I am going to put something else underneath it just incase. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-8969735623916034947?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8969735623916034947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/surprise-candle.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8969735623916034947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8969735623916034947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/surprise-candle.html' title='Surprise! The Candle...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMkr2GFXSbI/AAAAAAAACfw/TdnDhq31czo/s72-c/090908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1162884301689852150</id><published>2008-09-09T08:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:03:21.519-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grocery Store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Grocery Store Etiquette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMZwuJUYCPI/AAAAAAAACfg/LlzfA5WUB2Q/s1600-h/1750196053_3f2ea32ee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244002754197194994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMZwuJUYCPI/AAAAAAAACfg/LlzfA5WUB2Q/s320/1750196053_3f2ea32ee2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   Ok, I know that many do not need to be "schooled" when it comes it grocery store manners or etiquette BUT I have found that a lot of people have absolutely no concern for others or their feelings when in comes to shopping. I work in a grocery store and I see cases of complete rudeness and poor judgment. So as a courtesy to the people who do have manners while they are out doing their grocery shopping I would like to provide a Do's and Don'ts of Grocery Store etiquette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wear just a bathing suit to the grocery store.&lt;/span&gt; Believe it or not folks, I have seen this on more than one occasion. I do live in Florida but still that is a big no, no. And No, a bikini top with shorts is not acceptable either. Put a shirt on. I don't care how hot you are or think you are...it's not ok. We will all talk about you when you leave the store. Men, carrying a shirt into a store while you are shirt less is a really big no no. You're not hot so give it up. Shoes are also a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;double check your cart to make sure you have everything.&lt;/span&gt; If you don't it's not ok to hold up other people in line while you continue shopping. Not only do you irritate the cashier, you irritate the customers too who in turn will irritate the cashier when you leave by bitching and complaining that we let you hold up the line. It's also not ok to allow others in your party to go get things that you forgot. This list includes but is not limited to: husbands, boyfriends, wives, girlfriends, children, aunts, uncles, grand children, grand parents, best friends, sisters, brothers, little brothers friend, fiancé or seeing eye dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ever talk on your cell phone while in the check out lane.&lt;/span&gt; Come ladies and gentleman have some manners. Really. This not only irritates the cashier when she is trying to ask you questions but the whole store doesn't need to know how you can't believe Sally didn't invite you to a party because someone started a rumor that you have crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wait until the cashier is done with their current order before you interrupt to dispute something on your receipt.&lt;/span&gt; Nothing irritates a cashier more than when they have to stop and explain a price to you because you can't read the signs. If you weren't on your cell phone during your transaction, you would have caught that and it could have been taken care of then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;allow your kids to jump around and destroy things&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, I have a kid. She's almost 4. She also knows better than to run around the counter, rip bags off the shelf and throw them everywhere, climb up and stand in carts, scream on top of her lungs and get in other peoples way. Trust me, if I can teach my child how to act in public, so can you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest one yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;make sure you have 10 items or less in the express lane&lt;/span&gt;. Ok people, No you are not special and no you can't come in the express lane with a full cart because the other lines are full. There are other people in the store that have one or two items and want to get in and out quickly. That's what the express lane is for. And don't give me that "Oh, I didn't realize it was an express lane." line. I saw you look up at the bright letters that read "EXPRESS: 10 Items Or Less" and look away like you can't read. You're not fooling anyone. You also have no right to get angry when we tell that it's an express lane and you must move to another line. Another big, huge no, no in the express lane...writing checks. Don't do it. This is 2008, use your debit card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;  As I said earlier, this really is just a courtesy to the people that are polite and use consideration in the grocery store. If we treated each others how we would want to be treated, this world would be a better place. :) Go that extra step to place that order divider directly behind the last items you will be purchasing. If you're sick, stay home. No one wants you coughing up a lung into the hand that you are about to hand a cashier money with. Really, it's all just common sense people. Don't forget...a little "please" and "thank you" goes a loooooong way. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1162884301689852150?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1162884301689852150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/grocery-store-etiquette.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1162884301689852150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1162884301689852150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/grocery-store-etiquette.html' title='Grocery Store Etiquette'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMZwuJUYCPI/AAAAAAAACfg/LlzfA5WUB2Q/s72-c/1750196053_3f2ea32ee2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2794572059774863945</id><published>2008-09-08T16:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:09:54.140-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Halloween Costume</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so ahead of schedule it's awesome! I got Karyn's Halloween costume today. She most recently changed her mind and wants to be a ladybug for Halloween. Well, my sister came over today and said she was just at the store and saw a really cute ladybug costume. So we went to lunch and stopped by the store and I saw it and fell in love with it! It's soooooo cute!! It even comes with cute little red underwear type things. I doubt she'll wear them but they are still cute. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243756150793415218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMWQb8DPqjI/AAAAAAAACfI/B1YepSoMc3c/s320/090808+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243759967888504818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMWT6H1od_I/AAAAAAAACfQ/Cd4lFG68zmA/s320/090808+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there, I also saw some super cute shoes marked down. I will wear them to work but they are sooooo comfy. Original price $29.99 and I paid $9.00. Can't beat that! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243760434221933042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMWUVREL4fI/AAAAAAAACfY/rsw9mHNuuxo/s320/090808+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were leaving to go to lunch, Kathy noticed black ash and smoke. Luckily, it was only a brush fire but it was way to close to one house. Thankfully, they got it out it time.Kathy took the picture of that with her cell phone. I'll have to post that later. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2794572059774863945?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2794572059774863945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/halloween-costume.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2794572059774863945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2794572059774863945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/halloween-costume.html' title='Halloween Costume'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SMWQb8DPqjI/AAAAAAAACfI/B1YepSoMc3c/s72-c/090808+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3212363281844119415</id><published>2008-09-06T00:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:31:52.754-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Ricky...</title><content type='html'>A little birdy told me (Kathy) that my cousin Ricky was visiting my blog! Yay! :) I checked my trusty Stat Counter and sure enough, he is! I don't think I have talked to him since I was little. It has been a long, long time that's for sure. So, Ricky, if you are reading this shoot me an email! I'd love to catch up with you guys and see how you're doing. NieceyFitz @ Gmail . com (take out the spaces.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3212363281844119415?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3212363281844119415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/ricky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3212363281844119415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3212363281844119415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/ricky.html' title='Ricky...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5750493297972293421</id><published>2008-09-04T08:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:48:45.103-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>Enter To Win: NEW Precious Girls Book ~ A Little Bit Of Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL9KR7WsNiI/AAAAAAAACeU/_HZGwnj7PKI/s1600-h/book200w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241990163133642274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL9KR7WsNiI/AAAAAAAACeU/_HZGwnj7PKI/s320/book200w.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Enter to win &lt;em&gt;A Little Bit Of Faith,&lt;/em&gt; The first book in the new Precious Girls Club Series!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;The Precious Girls Club is based on an all new book series for girls that revolves around the life of Katie Bennett and a diverse group of her friends. Their world is brought to life not only through books, but also through a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.preciousgirlsclub.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;state-of-the-art virtual world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt; where young girls can learn and play in a safe, wholesome environment based on the values embraced by Precious Moments. On the website, PGC members create their own characters (or “avatars”), “shop” virtually, decorate their rooms, explore our town, socialize and play games. PGC games reinforce such virtues as helpfulness, kindness, responsibility, loving and caring. In addition to points, many activities award “virtual” virtue charms. And, it’s all fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me tell how excited my daughter got when we received this book in the mail box. lol She can't read yet but she LOVED it when I read it to her and the pictures had her full attention. She loves books and I can't wait to get the rest of the books for her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;All you have to do is leave a comment on this post and tell me what one of your favorite books was as a child. This contest will run from Thursday, September 4th, 2008 through 11:59pm EST Thursday, September 11th. You will get one (1) extra entry if you mention this contest on your blog (Be sure to let me know about your post)! In addition to the book, you will also receive one scratch-off card for a free premium "Rainbow Membership" trial on &lt;a href="http://www.preciousgirlsclub.com/"&gt;PreciousGirlsClub.com&lt;/a&gt;. There will be 2 winners in this contest! The winners will be picked and posted on this blog. If your profile does not include your email/blog information, please be sure to check back on our site on 09/13/08. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;The winners will have 72 hours to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241993501070340834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL9NUOI0MuI/AAAAAAAACec/iZgFmCxbEZ8/s320/Precious%2520Girls%2520Club%2520Button.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5750493297972293421?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5750493297972293421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/enter-to-win-new-precious-girls-book.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5750493297972293421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5750493297972293421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/enter-to-win-new-precious-girls-book.html' title='Enter To Win: NEW Precious Girls Book ~ A Little Bit Of Faith'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL9KR7WsNiI/AAAAAAAACeU/_HZGwnj7PKI/s72-c/book200w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3141660164082200056</id><published>2008-09-03T14:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T14:36:35.262-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Animals'/><title type='text'>Our New Fishy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL7Wtq50o2I/AAAAAAAACeM/XPRdalnBMcQ/s1600-h/platycommon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863096405107554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL7Wtq50o2I/AAAAAAAACeM/XPRdalnBMcQ/s320/platycommon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it was fishes but it's now just one. Last week I decided that I would get Karyn a couple more fish. I let her pick for the most part, I just decided not another goldfish. lol So instead, she picks these. Platy's I believe they are called. We had two but one died within 48 hours. :( She named the remaining one "Froo". I have no idea where she came up with this. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3141660164082200056?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3141660164082200056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-new-fishy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3141660164082200056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3141660164082200056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-new-fishy.html' title='Our New Fishy'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL7Wtq50o2I/AAAAAAAACeM/XPRdalnBMcQ/s72-c/platycommon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5192429234728122061</id><published>2008-09-02T16:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:09:46.302-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outside Adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critters'/><title type='text'>The Lizard Catcher...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL2dPgruXgI/AAAAAAAACeE/KA--rjLguQU/s1600-h/090208+002cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241518431126052354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL2dPgruXgI/AAAAAAAACeE/KA--rjLguQU/s320/090208+002cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karyn looooooves to catch all things creepy. She gets this from her father. lol Today, she caught yet another lizard. Se wants to keep them all but we've explained to her that they are meant to be outside with their friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5192429234728122061?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5192429234728122061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/lizard-catcher.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5192429234728122061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5192429234728122061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/lizard-catcher.html' title='The Lizard Catcher...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SL2dPgruXgI/AAAAAAAACeE/KA--rjLguQU/s72-c/090208+002cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-8983934419660388008</id><published>2008-09-01T23:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:46:58.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>I would just like to apologize for a couple of posts that I made. A few people got upset with me for something I wrote. I never meant for anyone to get upset with me. I have deleted those posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-8983934419660388008?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8983934419660388008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8983934419660388008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8983934419660388008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-7052420829256218973</id><published>2008-09-01T00:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:46:46.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Labor Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Want to know how dumb I am? lol I don't even know what exactly Labor Day is. I just always looked at it as a day off of work, although this year I have to work. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope everyone has a great Labor Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Labor Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, the free encyclopedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labor Day is a &lt;a title="United States" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States"&gt;United States&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Federal holiday" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Federal_holiday"&gt;federal holiday&lt;/a&gt; observed on the first Monday in September. The holiday originated in 1882 as the &lt;a title="Central Labor Union" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Central_Labor_Union"&gt;Central Labor Union&lt;/a&gt; (of New York City) sought to create "a day off for the working citizens".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Act of Congress" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Act_of_Congress"&gt;Congress&lt;/a&gt; made Labor Day a federal holiday in 1894.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Labor_Day#cite_note-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt; All fifty states have made Labor Day a state holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Traditionally, Labor Day is celebrated by most Americans as the symbolic end of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;Labor Day has been celebrated on the first Monday in September in the United States since the 1880s. The form for the celebration of Labor Day was outlined in the first proposal of the holiday—a street parade to exhibit to the public "the strength and esprit de corps of the trade and labor organizations," followed by a festival for the workers and their families. This became the pattern for Labor Day celebrations. Speeches by prominent men and women were introduced later, as more emphasis was placed upon the economic and civil significance of the holiday. Still later, by a resolution of the American Federation of Labor convention of 1909, the Sunday preceding Labor Day was adopted as Labor Sunday and dedicated to the spiritual and educational aspects of the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Labor movement" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Labor_movement"&gt;labor movement&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Labor Day is often regarded as a day of rest and compared to the &lt;a title="International Workers' Day" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Workers%27_Day"&gt;May 1 Labour Day celebrations&lt;/a&gt; in most countries; parades, speeches or political demonstrations are more low-key, although events held by labor organizations often feature political themes and appearances by candidates for office, especially in election years. Forms of celebration include picnics, barbecues, fireworks displays, water sports, and public art events. Families with school-age children take it as the last chance to travel before the end of summer. Some teenagers and young adults view it as the last weekend for parties before returning to school. However, as of late, schools have begun well before Labor Day, as early as July 24th in many urban districts, including major southern cities in the United States such as Atlanta, Miami, and Los Angeles. In addition, Labor Day marks the beginning of the season for the National Football League and NCAA College Football. The NCAA usually plays their first games the weekend of Labor day, with the NFL traditionally playing their first game the Thursday following Labor Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-7052420829256218973?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7052420829256218973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-labor-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7052420829256218973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7052420829256218973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-labor-day.html' title='Happy Labor Day...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5440883745727562021</id><published>2008-08-28T08:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:57:11.507-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>RIP Auntie Marilyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SLagMZ-KnKI/AAAAAAAACdk/jYjt2Bq_eys/s1600-h/399755387306_0_BGcrp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239551351482653858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SLagMZ-KnKI/AAAAAAAACdk/jYjt2Bq_eys/s320/399755387306_0_BGcrp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marilyn Lazier&lt;br /&gt;September 11, 1941 -August 28, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace.&lt;br /&gt;We Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5440883745727562021?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5440883745727562021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/rip-auntie-marilyn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5440883745727562021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5440883745727562021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/rip-auntie-marilyn.html' title='RIP Auntie Marilyn'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SLagMZ-KnKI/AAAAAAAACdk/jYjt2Bq_eys/s72-c/399755387306_0_BGcrp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-4539462029770511816</id><published>2008-08-22T12:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:54:39.930-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Yet Another Great Contest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey all here is another great contest I wanted to tell you about! Over at &lt;a href="http://simplemom.net/"&gt;Simple Mom&lt;/a&gt;, she is giving away an awesome basket! Go &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/simplemomblog%20[at]%20gmail%20[dot]%20com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and check it out! You won't be sorry! :) She's giving away 7 prizes to one person! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-4539462029770511816?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4539462029770511816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/yet-another-great-contest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4539462029770511816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4539462029770511816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/yet-another-great-contest.html' title='Yet Another Great Contest...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3197035155715053736</id><published>2008-08-20T12:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:30:52.727-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>Contest ~ Endless Possibilities Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everyone! Kim over at &lt;a href="http://kimwheeler.blogspot.com/"&gt;Endless Possibilities&lt;/a&gt; is having a contest! All you have to do is go over to her blog and leave a comment on &lt;a href="http://kimwheeler.blogspot.com/2008/08/whos-that-baby-and-give-away.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post. She is giving away one of her pretty, pretty paintings! You can read all the details on her blog. You really should check out her work, she does some beautiful work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are couple examples of her work! Isn't it pretty!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236637521737103890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKxGFMSfOhI/AAAAAAAACbs/B05bIPNCsuo/s320/stella_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236637687622270178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKxGO2Ql_OI/AAAAAAAACb0/pjD_9eiQuyM/s320/claire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3197035155715053736?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3197035155715053736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/contest-endless-possibilities-painting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3197035155715053736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3197035155715053736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/contest-endless-possibilities-painting.html' title='Contest ~ Endless Possibilities Painting'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKxGFMSfOhI/AAAAAAAACbs/B05bIPNCsuo/s72-c/stella_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3827717822256237151</id><published>2008-08-20T00:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T01:22:52.155-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critters'/><title type='text'>The Crazy Beetle Bug, Work &amp; Everything Else...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKukBH-HD7I/AAAAAAAACbk/8cHSNUWfDfA/s1600-h/081908%232+0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236459330974715826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKukBH-HD7I/AAAAAAAACbk/8cHSNUWfDfA/s320/081908%232+0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This creepy beetle looking thing was the excitement of my afternoon. lol It was actually very pretty with all it's colors but I am happy to see a bug that is outside instead of inside. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhhh, look at my dead grass. Shows how much rain we ave been getting. How embarrassing. lol Oh well. Could be worse I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a day...We spent part of yesterday "preparing" for a hurricane that never was. I guess that's a good thing though. Last thing we need is a hurricane to blow our house away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Work the last couple of days was insane. Everyone rushing to get last minute supplies and such. My question is, why are you rushing to get things each and every time we get threatened with a hurricane? Why not just keep an emergency kit? That's what they suggest you do anyway, but I am guilty of not doing it so I guess I shouldn't say much. lol We always end up using out battery stash on the 4 bazillion toys our daughter has and they all take different batteries!! She has one toy that comes apart and it takes 2 different kinds of batteries, what the hell is with that? lol In other interesting work news, the "Evil One" has been demoted. I should feel bad but I really don't. She brought it upon herself. There is something going down with all that but I won't say until it actually does go down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am STILL trying to get adjusted to this whole work thing. lol It's taking a lot out of me. I miss being home at night with my girl, even though I am home all day with her. I'm starting to feel like I am not spending time with her. Most of my morning are spend cleaning. Cleaning from the night before. I am starting to feel bad for complaining so much but it gets so frustrating. I am so glad I have tomorrow off errr I mean today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKujf5G_anI/AAAAAAAACbc/wMinNS8dnwg/s1600-h/081908%232+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3827717822256237151?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3827717822256237151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-beetle-bug-work-everything-else.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3827717822256237151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3827717822256237151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-beetle-bug-work-everything-else.html' title='The Crazy Beetle Bug, Work &amp; Everything Else...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKukBH-HD7I/AAAAAAAACbk/8cHSNUWfDfA/s72-c/081908%232+0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6741298981669610397</id><published>2008-08-19T14:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:19:40.281-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critters'/><title type='text'>Hide &amp; Peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKsNzPLLFvI/AAAAAAAACbE/H63GraIFIqE/s1600-h/081908+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236294165646218994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKsNzPLLFvI/AAAAAAAACbE/H63GraIFIqE/s320/081908+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see what is hiding in there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me lighten it for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236294495753471922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKsOGc64B7I/AAAAAAAACbM/G7YbAIavVsI/s320/081908+001l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and zoom in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236294807388819170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKsOYl2iDuI/AAAAAAAACbU/stkuewlHQqc/s320/081908+001lL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isn't that little froggy cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6741298981669610397?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6741298981669610397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/hide-peek.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6741298981669610397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6741298981669610397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/hide-peek.html' title='Hide &amp; Peek'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKsNzPLLFvI/AAAAAAAACbE/H63GraIFIqE/s72-c/081908+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-4335022207237891567</id><published>2008-08-19T11:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:04:17.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TS Fay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storms'/><title type='text'>Tropical Storm Fay Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-33a05032ae5753b3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33a05032ae5753b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929005%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F5CDF8C892D6C2FDF4842CB67A21585DF2C929A.332C4A6B3B39F264C812AE95C71EAA91D81B636C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33a05032ae5753b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dunf9xQ9MpxqfaDxbDxQK_4X3GVM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33a05032ae5753b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929005%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F5CDF8C892D6C2FDF4842CB67A21585DF2C929A.332C4A6B3B39F264C812AE95C71EAA91D81B636C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33a05032ae5753b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dunf9xQ9MpxqfaDxbDxQK_4X3GVM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This what Tropical Storm Fay brought us. Nothing but wind. We sure could have used some rain. lol I am glad that it wasn't more severe but come on! lol It never even turned into a hurricane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-4335022207237891567?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=33a05032ae5753b3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4335022207237891567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/tropical-storm-fay-update.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4335022207237891567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4335022207237891567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/tropical-storm-fay-update.html' title='Tropical Storm Fay Update'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3031824281365632038</id><published>2008-08-18T14:15:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:04:02.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TS Fay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storms'/><title type='text'>The Calm Before The Storm...TS Fay</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-84917c3f59038125" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D84917c3f59038125%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929005%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71DFC0184C46AA08862EFFFD739BC34AFD6EFF99.1B6CB825262B6345BC209610CE983533AF593363%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D84917c3f59038125%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DySHFR01OE6126nnvuRjIrUYNIoc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D84917c3f59038125%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929005%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71DFC0184C46AA08862EFFFD739BC34AFD6EFF99.1B6CB825262B6345BC209610CE983533AF593363%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D84917c3f59038125%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DySHFR01OE6126nnvuRjIrUYNIoc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the calm before the storm. Nothing really exciting going. Starting to get those really low clouds and wind and rain should begin any minute now. As of right now, they (&lt;a href="http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/"&gt;NHC&lt;/a&gt;) has the eye making landfall right on us as a category 1 sometime tomorrow morning. We shall see though. It's point of impact keeps changing. Technically it's still a Tropical Storm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reporting live From Florida, this is Niecey Nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stay Tuned to Channel 3 for the latest Updates. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3031824281365632038?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=84917c3f59038125&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3031824281365632038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/calm-before-stormhurricane-fay-still-ts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3031824281365632038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3031824281365632038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/calm-before-stormhurricane-fay-still-ts.html' title='The Calm Before The Storm...TS Fay'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3572051352099324403</id><published>2008-08-18T10:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:10:15.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>Missy Higgins Contest!! Last Day To Enter! Hurry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKmCc2PSDRI/AAAAAAAACas/MYVKrrpbdQM/s1600-h/missyhigginscontest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235859473902472466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKmCc2PSDRI/AAAAAAAACas/MYVKrrpbdQM/s320/missyhigginscontest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the final day of the Missy Higgins giveaway over at Veggie Tables! The contest will be closed at 11:59 pm EST on 8/18/08. Be sure to get your entry in: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="contest:%20Missy%20Higgins%20Prize%20Pack"&gt;CONTEST: Missy Higgins Prize Pack&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3572051352099324403?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3572051352099324403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/missy-higgins-contest-last-day-to-enter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3572051352099324403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3572051352099324403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/missy-higgins-contest-last-day-to-enter.html' title='Missy Higgins Contest!! Last Day To Enter! Hurry!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKmCc2PSDRI/AAAAAAAACas/MYVKrrpbdQM/s72-c/missyhigginscontest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2305665774531418104</id><published>2008-08-16T12:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:46:35.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outside Adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Garden'/><title type='text'>My Orchids &amp; The Crazies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay! I actually went and got my hair trimmed this morning. I feel so much better now! Woohoo! AND I did it early, like 8:00am early! LOL That may not be early some but to me 8:00am on a Saturday is early to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my trim, I went to Home Depot to get a mop head for our mop. I can not believe that's the only place I can find a mop head for our mop. With tropical storm Fay that may be heading towards us I figured there would be a few people at the Depot but boy I was mistaken. All the crazies were there! lol Better to be safe than sorry I guess! :) When I walked in (the garden center of course) they had a table of clearance stuff and saw this cute Winnie the Pooh flash light for only a $1.50 (reg. $5.99). After all, Karyn needs her own flash light if the lights go out! This is of course she doesn't wear the batteries out first. LOL It does have a button you can hold down to turn it on and let go to turn it off but she would rather have the switch always on! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235152998985192322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKb_6mFVU4I/AAAAAAAACaE/dfH6nZOh74U/s320/081608fl+001+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course as I made my way through the garden center part, I had to pick up an Orchid. Hee, hee! I love my orchids. When I got home Michael said he knew I would buy an orchid! LOL He says that's why we never go in the garden center when I am with him! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235154219775322706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKcBBp4YalI/AAAAAAAACaM/GKzXh5E42MA/s320/081608+010+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, my other mini orchid outside bloomed, finally, after almost 4 years! Wow, that was a wait! I remember buying this orchid right after we moved in here. I could have swore that the flowers were smaller and a light pink but then gain it was a long time ago! LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235155566319345874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKcCQCJfoNI/AAAAAAAACac/4Z3efrnjtrk/s320/081608+004+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I also took a picture of a little storm heading towards us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157640757381970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKcEIyCEC1I/AAAAAAAACak/9GGzWDKLpsU/s320/081608+006+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the Depot, I went to get gas and Holy Hell! lol I had to wait almost 15 minutes to get gas. Yeah, it was PACKED! People are going to start hording the gas like they do every time we "may" get a bad storm. At least it was only $3.64 a gallon. Better than almost $4.00! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2305665774531418104?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2305665774531418104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-orchids-crazies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2305665774531418104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2305665774531418104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-orchids-crazies.html' title='My Orchids &amp; The Crazies...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKb_6mFVU4I/AAAAAAAACaE/dfH6nZOh74U/s72-c/081608fl+001+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6589007039133929991</id><published>2008-08-16T00:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T01:06:22.049-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What A Lovely Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKZc-L7qBWI/AAAAAAAACZs/u1mVTXxiRqU/s1600-h/whining.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234973840289432930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKZc-L7qBWI/AAAAAAAACZs/u1mVTXxiRqU/s320/whining.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, it didn't start out that way but it sure ended that way. I guess I woke up in a funk. My child was being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whiney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McWhinerson&lt;/span&gt; when she woke up and I had the previous nights dinner dishes to do. *sigh* Oh well. I got them done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declared by lunch time I wasn't in the mood to make dinner. So, I called the boyfriend and told him I would order pizza for dinner so I didn't have to cook or dirty dishes. He ended up coming home a few hours early so we went to the store. That was fun! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I bought cleaning stuff. Then we came home ordered dinner and he went to bed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Yes, it was like 6:30 maybe. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with it tonight because he was just getting on my nerves. I am blaming the PMS. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Whiney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;McWhinerson&lt;/span&gt; to bed I sat in silence for about an hour, checking my email. Sitting in silence is nice for a bit then when it gets dark and you start hearing every little noise you find yourself getting a little scared. Then my one of my cats gets an interested look in his eyes and stares under the table. All I could think was "please let it be a tiny bug or something I can handle because I don't want to wake up the beast!". It's all good, it was only a piece of fuzz that was moving because of the ceiling fan. As long as it wasn't moving because it had a heart beat there was no need to worry. Yet, I couldn't sit still so I swept. Then I went to the kitchen, took out the trash, wiped all counters, gave the cats fresh water and food, gave Onyx (my leopard gecko) some fresh water, cleaned the cat box, cleaned off the computer desk and emptied my recycle box. Usually I like to sit and relax at night, check my email and maybe watch a little TV but for some reason I just had to keep moving tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234974134162385682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKZdPSsbaxI/AAAAAAAACZ0/7M4KaUkhfps/s320/may408+005+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, I can't sleep. Again. It's all good because I don't have to work until 6pm tomorrow. Which I am not looking forward too. We have a Tropical Storm coming our way. Which means everyone will be shopping for supplies. Of course the storm may change it's path.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234976524802228306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKZfachYgFI/AAAAAAAACZ8/q1Stbg9zDfU/s320/023713W_sm.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, I guess I have chatted enough. I am off to *try* to get some sleep. I plan on getting my hair cut tomorrow. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6589007039133929991?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6589007039133929991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-lovely-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6589007039133929991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6589007039133929991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-lovely-day.html' title='What A Lovely Day...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKZc-L7qBWI/AAAAAAAACZs/u1mVTXxiRqU/s72-c/whining.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6443633184283927332</id><published>2008-08-15T11:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:52:06.417-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests For August 15th, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nominate Your Child as Your Hero and Win!&lt;br /&gt;How is your child your hero? Here's how to tell them and the rest of the world. Nominate them for some of the good things they do...even little things like making their bed or taking out the trash or helping their brother or sister. From YummiBears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiwimagonline.com/contests/Hero/index.php"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;___________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter Meow Mix's Think Like a Cat Sweepstakes for your chance to win a home theater, flat screen TVs, Best Buy gift cards, cat toys, and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://meowmixtlac08.icmodus.com/Default.aspx?bhcp=1"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;__________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6443633184283927332?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6443633184283927332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/contests-for-august-15th-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6443633184283927332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6443633184283927332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/contests-for-august-15th-2008.html' title='Contests For August 15th, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-358962604353874917</id><published>2008-08-14T00:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:20:37.873-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critters'/><title type='text'>The Cicada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My boyfriend is obsessed with cicadas. Every time he finds one outside he has to show me. He actually knows a lot about them and they seem really interesting. To me they are creepy and LOUD! LOL He brought one into the house once to show me (I was NOT happy about that.) and it was so loud it scared the crap out of the cats and made my ears pop! LOL This isn't best picture but this one just came out of the shell thingy and was drying it's wings. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234221636238962386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKOw2Jev7tI/AAAAAAAACY8/euPLXRw9KOc/s320/081208+006+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a pic I found online. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234223138699242914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKOyNmlMbaI/AAAAAAAACZE/jLj9lEsceXI/s320/cicada-9-10-2007-048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-358962604353874917?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/358962604353874917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/cicada.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/358962604353874917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/358962604353874917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/cicada.html' title='The Cicada...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKOw2Jev7tI/AAAAAAAACY8/euPLXRw9KOc/s72-c/081208+006+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1959091370107666653</id><published>2008-08-13T12:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:58:15.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Out To The Curb...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKMRpUB0NQI/AAAAAAAACY0/pKDW0FvwFgQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234046593383281922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKMRpUB0NQI/AAAAAAAACY0/pKDW0FvwFgQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night I stated to my boyfriend he keeps to much crap laying around. He agreed. That's all the incentive I needed to start throwing crap out. Hell, we have 2 computer monitors that don't work just sitting around. I have made three trips to the curb already! :) This makes Niecey happy. I don't like junk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1959091370107666653?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1959091370107666653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-to-curb.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1959091370107666653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1959091370107666653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-to-curb.html' title='Out To The Curb...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKMRpUB0NQI/AAAAAAAACY0/pKDW0FvwFgQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3526344008574154712</id><published>2008-08-11T10:26:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:42:02.353-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Enter To Win A Missy Higgins Prize Pack!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKBNDkTvdhI/AAAAAAAACYE/7QkSWwKqLeU/s1600-h/Missy_album_cover_sml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233267490685941266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKBNDkTvdhI/AAAAAAAACYE/7QkSWwKqLeU/s320/Missy_album_cover_sml.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233267594474106290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKBNJm8xLbI/AAAAAAAACYM/3kckWCojz2A/s320/Special+Two+Tote+Comp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How would you like to win a Missy Higgins Prize Pack which includes Missy Higgins Autographed On A Clear Night CD, The Missy Higgins EP, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Special Two Tote?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All you have to do is visit my other blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisdishisvegetarian.com/2008/08/contest-missy-higgins-prize-pack.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Veggie Tables - This Dish Is Vegetarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Leave a comment on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisdishisvegetarian.com/2008/08/contest-missy-higgins-prize-pack.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and tell us your favorite meatless meal! That's it! This contest will run from 8/11/08 to 11:59 pm EST on 8/18/08. One entry per person. The winner will be randomly selected from the commenters on that post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This contest is sponsored by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one2onenetwork.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One2One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Don't Forget To Tell Your Friends About The Contest!!! ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKBMc3vmJPI/AAAAAAAACXs/Ymfdd9OUZM0/s1600-h/Missy_album_cover_sml.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3526344008574154712?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3526344008574154712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3526344008574154712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/enter-to-win-missy-higgins-prize-pack.html' title='Enter To Win A Missy Higgins Prize Pack!!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SKBNDkTvdhI/AAAAAAAACYE/7QkSWwKqLeU/s72-c/Missy_album_cover_sml.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6951447786731099832</id><published>2008-08-07T11:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:22:07.271-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The News'/><title type='text'>The Girl In The Window...</title><content type='html'>Now, I must warn you before you read this story. It is the most incredibly sad story you will ever read. Completely horrifying. It does have some what of a happy ending though. I really shouldn't say "happy" though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I was debating over whether or not I was going to post this. I had to though. I first read this story over at &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com/2008/08/06/girl-window"&gt;Dooce&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It's from the St. Petersburg Times. About a young girl who was neglected in some of the worst ways imaginable. As I was reading, I realized that I didn't want to read anymore, but I did. The story takes you through an incredible time line from when they found the girl until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tampabay.com/features/humaninterest/article750838.ece"&gt;The Girl In The Window&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tampabay.com/specials/2008/reports/danielle/"&gt;Video &amp;amp; Audio from the story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6951447786731099832?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6951447786731099832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/girl-in-window.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6951447786731099832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6951447786731099832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/girl-in-window.html' title='The Girl In The Window...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-790677084816081190</id><published>2008-08-06T09:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:58:54.816-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I Need A Routine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, things with my job are going well. They have me working a lot. I thought they had me working so much this week because one girl was on vacation and the just fired two others. Then I got the schedule for next week. Again, only day off. I work six nights in a row...AGAIN. I guess I can't complain too much because it means more money for me but then again it sucks because I am only home one night a week.&lt;br /&gt;   It's been tough trying to figure out a routine. I have to have a shower, get ready for work, start dinner and make sure it's ready in time for me to eat before I leave. It's not easy. lol I have messed up a few times because I wasn't keeping track of time and had to leave before I could eat. I just eat when I get home, which is about 11:15 pm most nights. I really hate eating that late but oh well. It doesn't help that I have to leave with in 5 minutes of my boyfriend getting home from work. That sucks. We haven't eaten dinner together in a week. Karyn usually eats with me because she always wants to eat when I eat. I feel bad but it's one less thing for my boyfriend to worry about when he gets home. It just makes me feel horrible because I know I am working because I need the money but it breaks my heart when Karyn says "but you went to work already yesterday".&lt;br /&gt;   Getting home so late kind of sucks because I am so wound up from being at work that I can't go straight to bed because I will toss and turn. I have to sit and relax and collect my thoughts before I can even begin to think about bed. I usually make it there around 1-1:30 but it usually takes at least 45 minutes to actually fall asleep. Which isn't soon enough when Karyn wakes up at about 8 every morning. I usually sit and drink coffee in a daze until the caffeine kicks in. lol&lt;br /&gt;  My boyfriend has been pretty good with everything at night. He used to come home most of the time and either go straight to sleep after dinner or go tinker by himself in the garage. He can't do that anymore and I think he's adjusting well. He still hasn't gotten down the whole "put food away after dinner" or "doing dishes" part of the night time routine but oh well, I am here all day, I have nothing better to do. Yes, that means I come home to food still in pots and pans sitting on the stove and no dishes done. This aggravates me because it's the last thing I want to deal with when I get home. It also seems that every single one of Karyn's toys that I picked up during that day, are now in different areas of the house. I am not sure how this happens because I am only gone 5 hours a night usually. I know he works all day too so I don't complain...out loud. It's hard to spend time with Karyn during the day, clean up from the previous night and get some down time before  I head to work. I am going to have to figure this out before I lose my marbles.&lt;br /&gt;   Besides the money, one good thing has come out of all of this. I have been losing some serious weight. I noticed the pants I where to work are getting looser and looser on me. My scale isn't working at the moment so I don't know how much I have lost, but is definitely some. That's kind of nice. When we are busy at work I can feel my abs starting to get sore. LOL I think it's because of all the lifting and stuff but man sometimes I feel like I have done a thousand crunches. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, that is how things are in a nutshell. I am ready to get into a routine so I don't fel like I am always running around like a nut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-790677084816081190?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/790677084816081190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-routine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/790677084816081190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/790677084816081190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-routine.html' title='I Need A Routine...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5992257462333367854</id><published>2008-08-05T16:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:40:39.066-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blonde moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>A Little Funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  Yesterday while I was at work, we had a pretty nasty storm hit. One of the managers tells a bagger to go get the mats and wet floor signs to put by the door. She, who happens to be a blonde and 17 years old, says to him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Where should I put mats? Where they walk in or where the walk out? Oh wait, do you want them inside or outside?" (Take Note that as soon as you walk outside you get rained on. There is no over hang) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think everyone within earshot heard and laughed. As did I! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, I can laugh at blondes because I am one! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5992257462333367854?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5992257462333367854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-funny.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5992257462333367854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5992257462333367854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-funny.html' title='A Little Funny...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5625051918697776402</id><published>2008-08-05T10:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:01:30.844-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests For August 5, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sign up for Harper Collins' Book Chatter newsletter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for your chance to win 12 copies of 12 great books!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Winning! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5625051918697776402?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5625051918697776402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/contests-for-august-5-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5625051918697776402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5625051918697776402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/contests-for-august-5-2008.html' title='Contests For August 5, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2005851567555798618</id><published>2008-08-04T16:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:00:07.508-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storms'/><title type='text'>Stormy Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJdtYaXk4kI/AAAAAAAACV8/egltsFJmTN0/s1600-h/080408+010+(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230769758376616514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJdtYaXk4kI/AAAAAAAACV8/egltsFJmTN0/s320/080408+010+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE storms!&lt;br /&gt;This is picture from one hell of a storm we are about to get hit with in about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2005851567555798618?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2005851567555798618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/stormy-storm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2005851567555798618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2005851567555798618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/stormy-storm.html' title='Stormy Storm'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJdtYaXk4kI/AAAAAAAACV8/egltsFJmTN0/s72-c/080408+010+(Medium).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3955493166742371765</id><published>2008-08-04T14:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:22:20.157-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Animals'/><title type='text'>He'll Never Learn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJdHPkwabaI/AAAAAAAACVU/U3zHHgg88Sw/s1600-h/Baxter080408+002+(Small)bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230727825104465314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJdHPkwabaI/AAAAAAAACVU/U3zHHgg88Sw/s400/Baxter080408+002+(Small)bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Baxter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is where he lays when I am sitting in the computer chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right under my feet &amp;amp; right by the wheels of the chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost daily he gets stepped on or run over by a wheel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He doesn't seem to care because he still lays there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankfully, he hasn't been really hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a little fur ripped out here and there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230729195146192674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJdIfUj0JyI/AAAAAAAACVc/oMadrmVP_uk/s320/Baxter080408+003+(Small)bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJdHKXEgalI/AAAAAAAACVM/2TJBMblhrmw/s1600-h/Baxter080408+002+(Small)bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3955493166742371765?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3955493166742371765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/hell-never-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3955493166742371765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3955493166742371765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/hell-never-learn.html' title='He&apos;ll Never Learn...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJdHPkwabaI/AAAAAAAACVU/U3zHHgg88Sw/s72-c/Baxter080408+002+(Small)bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3547403267365813628</id><published>2008-08-04T11:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:23:19.390-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Updates &amp; Other Interesting (or not) Stories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJcmAz2AamI/AAAAAAAACVE/gxjWQrOljsg/s1600-h/Devil.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230691287572703842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJcmAz2AamI/AAAAAAAACVE/gxjWQrOljsg/s200/Devil.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Well, it seems as though the "Evil One" has had a good talking to. I walked into work on Saturday and was pulled aside by the other manager that I talked to and he gave me an update on the situation. He talked to someone who talked to someone else who talked to the "Evil One". That night the "Evil One" was a completely different person. She was nice to me and even asked me to help her pick out fresh raspberries. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, I know a little odd. I was promised by the other manager my name never got mentioned in the conversation, thank God because that would have been awkward. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I wouldn't have backed down though! It was funny too because the other manager who pulled me aside is also the Loss Prevention manager and after our talk people were coming up to asking what happened like I was in trouble! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; But anyway, Saturday was a pleasant enough work night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I swear that all the freaks were out last night. I was scheduled only to work until 10 but ended up staying until 11 because we were non-stop busy. Every freak from every corner of town was in that store last night and they all had to bitch about something. I also had a nice encounter with another "shouldn't have food stamps" person. This lady bought God knows how much food and stuff with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FS&lt;/span&gt; card then paid for her remaining 6 bottles of wine and 2 cases of beer on sale with her AMERICAN EXPRESS GOLD card....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;? The total for her alcoholic beverages was over $100.00. Oh but wait, she forgot something on her first order and asked me to go back and get it for her, the whole time my line is forming with at LEAST 6 people, all with pretty full carts. I was the only one there cashiering....*sigh* It seemed like everyone complained about one thing or another and nothing was going to make them happy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3547403267365813628?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3547403267365813628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates-other-interesting-or-not.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3547403267365813628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3547403267365813628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates-other-interesting-or-not.html' title='Updates &amp; Other Interesting (or not) Stories...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJcmAz2AamI/AAAAAAAACVE/gxjWQrOljsg/s72-c/Devil.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1958541656439869726</id><published>2008-08-02T12:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T12:42:37.111-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Creations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes....</title><content type='html'>I am the first to admit I lack in the patience department and unfortunately it has rubbed off on my child. LOL For 3 days now my daughter has been asking to make cupcakes. I kept telling her this weekend and finally the weekend is here. She woke up at the butt crack of dawn and asked "Mommy, can we have cupcakes for breakfast?" *sigh* She refused to eat breakfast because she knew we would make cupcakes today and that's all she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Finally, it's cupcake baking time. We get everything mixed, poured and into the oven and shut the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, are they done yet?".&lt;br /&gt;"Not yet, they have to bake first. You have to be patient."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like patient, it hurts...." Pretend crying and whining that she never gets cupcakes and tells me I am mean. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She eventually stops and is asking every 2 minutes, "Are they done yet?" Finally they are done. They cool off and I frost them. I ask her to go sit at the table and I will get her a cupcake...She then says...."Uuhhh, I have to do everything!" lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I have no idea where she has heard that before. LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1958541656439869726?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1958541656439869726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1958541656439869726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1958541656439869726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes....'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3952351613295561808</id><published>2008-08-02T11:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:47:08.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>The Evil One...</title><content type='html'>And that's putting it nicely. I am speaking of one of the "managers" at work. She is more like a drill Sargent of a sketchy boot camp. She's evil in every sense. My experience last night with this woman will be etched in my mind forever.&lt;br /&gt;   I walk in and get assigned a register. I am making sure I have everything. Bags, register tape, rain check vouchers, yadda, yadda, yadda. You don't want to be stuck with a line full of angry people and have to refill your bags or change your register tape. I realize that I have none of it. I start replacing bags and then I feel the heat of fire coming from the "Evil Ones" nose and shooting on the back of my neck. She marches to me and flips on my register light and snarls at me "As soon as you get here you are to turn on your light and begin working!!" Ummmmm....did I miss something here? I didn't say a word and just gave her a look. A look of confusion and anger. I had literally been standing there 13 seconds. I turn around and look at another cashier and he said I can't believe she just did that.&lt;br /&gt;   Fast forward to about an hour later. A cashier comes up and asks her for a break. "Do you mind if I take a quick break, I've been here for almost 4 hours and haven't had one yet?"&lt;br /&gt;The "Evil One" SNAPS: "So, neither have I. Get back to work and I will let you know when you can have your break!" OMG, I can't believe this wench of a woman!!&lt;br /&gt;   The "Evil One" disappears for a bit and I walk up to the Customer Service desk and start talking to the girl that works up there. I ask her if the "Evil One" is the closing manager and she says unfortunately yes. Wonderful! She asks me if she has pissed me off too. I tell her what she did and we start chit chatting back and forth. The customer service girl said she had asked to use the restroom and the "Evil One" told her to "Make it quick, you have work to do."&lt;br /&gt;  At that time one of the main managers over hears our conversation and asks what's going on. Soooo, I tell him what was going on and what I heard and I basically told him that I think she is evil. LOL I also said that if she wants us to come in and do our jobs and give her respect, she needs to do the same because next time she snaps at me like she did I won't just keep my mouth shut. I was waiting to get scolded. I was in shock when he agreed with me and that I was not the only one who felt this way and there were many others who have approached him about her. Including customers. It was weird because the rest of the night she was tolerable.&lt;br /&gt;   At the end of the night, the manager walked me to my car and was talking to me about her and promised me the appropriate people would learn of the "Evil One"! I told him I don't want to be a "tattle tale" and don't  want to start trouble but I won't be treated like crap. I even get to work with this wench tonight! Oh Joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3952351613295561808?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3952351613295561808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/evil-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3952351613295561808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3952351613295561808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/08/evil-one.html' title='The Evil One...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5032140711439999187</id><published>2008-07-30T15:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:58:42.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Creations'/><title type='text'>Blueberry Muffins and The Mess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJDEG77mnlI/AAAAAAAACUE/iTpf3pzYuxQ/s1600-h/PF073008+001+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228894790823091794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJDEG77mnlI/AAAAAAAACUE/iTpf3pzYuxQ/s320/PF073008+001+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really shouldn't be sitting here typing away but oh well. I have so much cleaning to do and I should be starting dinner. This morning Karyn and I made blueberry muffins. Her favorite. She ate 2! I can barely eat 2!! LOL After that I did a little cleaning, laundry and took down the fish tank that I have been meaning to take down for a few days now. I cleaned Karyn's room then went to tidy up the bathroom. I go back to Karyn's room to put a toy in there and she has destroyed her room in record time. *sigh* I just forget about it and go on to vacuum the rugs in the living room and go back to the kitchen to load the dish washer. Ahhhhh, I feel better. The living room, bathroom and Kitchen are now CLEAN! Yeah right. Back to the living room where I see a Karyn "Master Piece"! A fort made up of Stuffed animals, pillows, blankets and other various little toys. OMG!!! I am going to go insane. lol I feel really on edge and pissy today. Not to mention it's like 250 degrees in this house. Oh well, enough bitching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm off to clean and cook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5032140711439999187?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5032140711439999187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/blueberry-muffins-and-mess.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5032140711439999187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5032140711439999187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/blueberry-muffins-and-mess.html' title='Blueberry Muffins and The Mess...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SJDEG77mnlI/AAAAAAAACUE/iTpf3pzYuxQ/s72-c/PF073008+001+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-7102683776171373548</id><published>2008-07-29T01:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T01:58:21.427-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests For July 29th, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter for the chance to win a grand prize of $5,000 cash or instant prizes of Batman-themed products like cells from the movie, baseball caps, and more from General Mills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://generalmills.eprize.net/supervalubatman/index.tbapp"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter JCrew's Set for School Sweepstakes for your chance to win a $2,000 J Crew gift certificate and a personal shopper to help you spend it wisely, or 1 of 54 instant prizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jcrew.eprize.net/promotion2008/index.tbapp?page=intro"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Create your own burrito at Moe's for your chance to win prizes like vacations, airline tickets, Moe's gift certificates, and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://moes.eprize.net/passporttoadventure/index.tbapp"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter this Rain Bird Sweepstakes, which is awarding a $10,000 gift card to a major retailer of your choice! 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He was a sneaky little thing. There I am, sitting at my computer desk and I hear something behind me in the blinds. At first I thought it was a cat trying to make it's way behind the blinds to get a peak at whats going on outdoors. It was too soft of a sound though. I turn my head and look and to my amazement I see a baby snake hanging from the top of my blinds. I truly said "You have to be kidding me!!". With socks on my hands and an old sherbet ice cream container, I try and catch the little bastard. Don't get me wrong, I love all snakes. Just not when they are by me or when they are IN MY HOUSE! The little guy tried to strike at me more times than I cared to count. Luckily, it was only a little baby black racer snake. It's harmless but is a very aggressive snake. Not to mention when I called my boyfriend to tell him there was a snake in the house he laughed at me hysterically and had his co-workers in on the laughter. He's lucky it wasn't bigger because his butt would have been home to get it out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, 10 minutes later I finally get the damn snake in the container. I poked holes in the lid and saved it until my boyfriend came home so he could see my wrangling skills! LOL I warned him that he was VERY aggressive but he didn't listen. As soon as he got outside and opened the lid, the snake flew out the top and landed in the recycle bin. Finally, he was able to capture him so we could get a better look and my daughter was dying to touch it. lol We let him go so he could be with his other creepy friends. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228291374977568418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SI6fTgvGzqI/AAAAAAAACS0/nttgE2ugalk/s320/Sneaky+Snake072808+001cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228292162257684818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SI6gBVlUCVI/AAAAAAAACS8/yDiMGJrHc6I/s320/Sneaky+Snake072808+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-8786741678783370031?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8786741678783370031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/unwanted-house-guest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8786741678783370031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8786741678783370031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/unwanted-house-guest.html' title='The Unwanted House Guest...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SI6fTgvGzqI/AAAAAAAACS0/nttgE2ugalk/s72-c/Sneaky+Snake072808+001cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3472168936529050714</id><published>2008-07-28T11:11:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T11:37:20.773-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Garden'/><title type='text'>The Mole Hunter...</title><content type='html'>Last night I got home around 11:15pm or so. I see my boyfriend in the yard with a small shovel and a flashlight. God only knows what our neighbors would have thought! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few things ran through my head before I got out of the car. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;01. OMG, he finally snapped and is looking for the perfect spot to bury me. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;02. We had an intruder and he is looking for the perfect spot to bury him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;03. Something happened to one of my cats and he is hurrying to bury it before I get home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get out of the car and ask him what he's doing. He tells me he's going to catch whatever it is that is tearing up our yard. He thinks a mole... and a big one! LOL I told him I don't think moles get THAT big but whatever. I told him he better not hurt it and he says he wouldn't hurt it he would just out it in the neighbors yard! LOL I guess he doesn't realize that it will just come back in our yard eventually. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was helping him look for a second and we happened to come across one of the most disturbing spiders I have ever seen in my life. This thing was HUGE. Of course the pictures aren't great but you should have seen this thing!!! The web was probably as wide as I am tall and it was pretty tall too. The spider itself was as big as the big round part (where the light is) of the maglight flashlight my boyfriend was using. I was totally creeped out but he was really cool looking. We even watched him eat something that was caught in his net. Eeeeewwweee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228085896008507042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SI3kbD7RHqI/AAAAAAAACSM/npU_0ynwwzg/s320/critters072708+011cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228087414430637122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SI3lzcfUHEI/AAAAAAAACSc/BPP7DqmBgT4/s320/critters072708+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a cool side note, one of the other cocoons hatched into this beautiful butterfly! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228088590439965314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SI3m35dyYoI/AAAAAAAACSk/JYOpQxXod8U/s320/critters072708+004cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3472168936529050714?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3472168936529050714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/mole-hunter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3472168936529050714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3472168936529050714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/mole-hunter.html' title='The Mole Hunter...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SI3kbD7RHqI/AAAAAAAACSM/npU_0ynwwzg/s72-c/critters072708+011cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6561882449266889406</id><published>2008-07-26T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T01:03:04.045-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><title type='text'>My Child Is Never Leaving The House Again...</title><content type='html'>You have no idea how serious I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When ever my daughter is invited to stay over night somewhere, I am all for it. She is my only child and we don't get out a lot with other kids. She is a shy child because of this and it breaks my heart because I was the same way as a child. So when her Grandmother asked if she wanted to stay the night Friday night with 3 of her cousins, I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;   Well, her grandmother (my almost MIL) has a "habit" of returning my child sun burned or injured in some way almost every time. It irritates me. I ALWAYS send sunscreen with her even though she tells me she has some and there is no need. I send it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;   She went over there Friday morning because Grandma was taking them to a small water park in at the YMCA. When I got a report Friday night of how things were going I was informed they were there for almost 5 hours. I knew that wasn't good. They never do anything small. These people go to the beach for hours and hours and hours at a time. Anyway, my boyfriend and I had planned on going over there this morning to pick her up. I was missing my little girl and wanted to spend some time with her before I went to work. When we called over there to tell them we were on our way she said she was about to take them to the mall to get some ice cream or something. Whatever. I wasn't happy about it. My boyfriend would just drop me off at work and go over there and pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;   So, my boyfriend picks me up at work tonight and I am so excited to see my little girl in the car. I take one look at her and utter the phrase "What the hell happened to her?". She sat in her car seat, head leaned to the side with the most pitiful look on her face. She looked exhausted. Not to mention her glowing red skin. It was dark outside and I could still tell she was as red as a cherry. She barely moved and started crying that her nose was stuffed up and she didn't feel good. Then my boyfriend tells me she fell of a bike and hurt her hand. GREAT. I ask to see her hand. Oh sh**! She has a huge gash like scrape all across her hand.&lt;br /&gt;   Now, I know kids will be kids and kids get hurt but JESUS CHRIST! God only knows what else happened over there. I think 4 kids at once is a little much for her and I guess I should have thought a little more before agreeing to send her. BUT when you do send your child with family you expect them to be watchful and responsible. Maybe I am over reacting but this isn't the first time this has happened. I am just so aggravated with it all.&lt;br /&gt;  As I'm putting her to bed tonight she's telling me in an almost crying tone, her skin hurts and she has too many boogers in her nose . I gave her some medicine because I know she is in a lot of pain. I just want to cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6561882449266889406?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6561882449266889406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-child-is-never-leaving-house-again.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6561882449266889406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6561882449266889406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-child-is-never-leaving-house-again.html' title='My Child Is Never Leaving The House Again...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3467994280654204081</id><published>2008-07-25T08:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T09:21:23.646-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>When Simple Math Becomes An Issue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SInKQI_FJTI/AAAAAAAACR8/GNkpFN601zQ/s1600-h/Store+Ad+005+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226931221178950962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SInKQI_FJTI/AAAAAAAACR8/GNkpFN601zQ/s320/Store+Ad+005+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Oh man, if I would have known simple math would have caused such an issue at work yesterday I would have called in sick. It didn't take me long to realize that some people don't feel satisfied until they leave the store with something free.&lt;br /&gt;  As you can see in the above ad for the grocery store it says "4 Items for $6.00" When you you buy in  4's up to 12 items. Simple enough, so you would think. Here's what happened yesterday when a customer tried to buy the cereal on sale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: "Those aren't ringing up at the right price. They should be $1.50 a piece." (They were ringing up $2.50 a piece.)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You need to buy in 4. If you would like to get another one, they will be $1.50 a piece."&lt;br /&gt;Lady: "I don't need 4, I only need 3."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well, you can't get the deal unless you buy in 4's."&lt;br /&gt;Lady: mumbling under her breath, huffing and puffing&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Do you still want these?"&lt;br /&gt;Lady: "Yeah, if I can get 3."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I can't do that Miss, you need to buy 4 to get the deal."&lt;br /&gt;Lady: "I want to talk to a manager."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the manager over there and she tells her the same thing I tell her. She is now convinced to get one more. I ring it up for her and it shows $2.50 for the item. It won't take off the $4.00 until I hit total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: What the f***!! (yes, she used the f word) You lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I have to hit total and it will show the price difference.&lt;br /&gt;I hit total and it says:&lt;br /&gt;Cereal: $2.50&lt;br /&gt;Cereal: $2.50&lt;br /&gt;Cereal: $2.50&lt;br /&gt;Cereal: $2.50&lt;br /&gt;GM Cereal Promo: -$4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: It's still not coming up the right price.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I explain to her that the -$4.00 is off of the cereal. $1.00 off of each box making each box $1.50.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: "Well, how do I know it's coming off the cereal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole time there are a ton pf people in my line uttering colorful compliments to this lady! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear Jesus!!! Are you kidding me? I gave up. She wanted to talk to the manager AGAIN. She bitched and complained until she got 4 free boxes of cereal because we have a policy that says if the it doesn't ring up the right price you get that item free. Limit 1 item free and the rest of the items get adjusted to the correct price. Some how she ended up getting all the cereal for free. The best part of the night is when she comes back 2 hours later and purchases the fruit snacks on sale FOR THE SAME PRICE and doesn't give any fuss about it! I just wanted to call her an idiot!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a people person. Especially not a stupid people person. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3467994280654204081?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3467994280654204081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-simple-math-becomes-issue.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3467994280654204081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3467994280654204081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-simple-math-becomes-issue.html' title='When Simple Math Becomes An Issue...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SInKQI_FJTI/AAAAAAAACR8/GNkpFN601zQ/s72-c/Store+Ad+005+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-8825662232464326360</id><published>2008-07-24T10:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:42:14.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests For July 24, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a contest for kids aged 6-17 can enter the Friends Come in Many Styles Sweepstakes for the chance to win a limo ride for 5 to a nearby Claire's store, including shopping sprees and customized Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends tees for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.claires.com/atclaires_fosters_spree.asp"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Residents of AL, AR, FL, GA, LA, MS, NC, SC, TN, TX, or VA only. 21+ years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Enter for a chance to win a trip to a race at Martinsville Speedway in VA or a 2008 Dodge Durango Limited 4x4 vehicle with lots of extra features from Goody's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.goodyspowder.com/dodgedurango.promo?mn=cmVnaXN0cmF0aW9u"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter Baileys' Shiver Sweepstakes for your chance to win a culinary experience with Richard Blais from Top Chef or instant prizes like Delta Frequent Flier Miles, outdoor furniture, gift certificates, and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://baileysshiver.com/"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch a short movie in Kleenex's Watch and Win Sweepstakes and get the chance to win a home theater system or instant prizes like digital cameras and Visa gift cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kleenex.com/NA/Promotions-Special-Offers/Watch-And-Win.aspx"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter President Cheese's Ultimate Chef-Catered Grilling Party Sweepstakes for your chance to win a catered party for up to 25 guests, or a first prize of a brand new grill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://grillingparty.presidentcheese.com/"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-8825662232464326360?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8825662232464326360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-24-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8825662232464326360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8825662232464326360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-24-2008.html' title='Contests For July 24, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5013937244344870401</id><published>2008-07-22T01:22:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T01:40:16.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Garden'/><title type='text'>Pretty Butterfly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Back on &lt;a href="http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-critters.html"&gt;July 12th&lt;/a&gt; I told you all about the 3 caterpillars we had. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225705833703650898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SIVvxM6XtlI/AAAAAAAACQU/DEre_WZvoLU/s320/Bugs+006(cropped).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well on July 14th the biggest white caterpillar made a cocoon! So cool but horrible picture! My daughter was THRILLED to see it in a cocoon and couldn't wait to see it turn into a butterfly. The next day the other white caterpillar and the orange one made their cocoons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225706390103486594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SIVwRlqbcII/AAAAAAAACQc/o4CQZY2NVsw/s320/July+14th,+2008+002+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I check on them twice a day at least. Well, today on my second visit to the box I discovered this beautiful little guy. How cool is he?! It was black, yellow and a little bit of a bright red color!! He flapped his wings for while as my daughter watched, almost without blinking. Then he flew away to be with his other fluttery friends! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225707661748002514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SIVxbm6G3tI/AAAAAAAACQk/kmB6hPmj8Ak/s320/July+21,+2008+008+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225707760932066658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SIVxhYZblWI/AAAAAAAACQs/iSL8qMIYMWg/s320/July+21,+2008+006+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225708952407813010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SIVymu_Yq5I/AAAAAAAACQ0/mjCmwjsT7n8/s320/July+21,+2008+005+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5013937244344870401?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5013937244344870401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/pretty-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5013937244344870401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5013937244344870401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/pretty-butterfly.html' title='Pretty Butterfly...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SIVvxM6XtlI/AAAAAAAACQU/DEre_WZvoLU/s72-c/Bugs+006(cropped).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-8739620593931728459</id><published>2008-07-21T10:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:12:38.442-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests For July 21st, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Win $500,000 or Tons of Other Cool Prizes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabuloussavings.eprize.net/summerofsavings/index.tbapp?page=reg_form"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Win a Computer A Day from CompUSA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compusa.com/applications/campaigns/campaigntemplate.asp?CampaignID=617"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Win $4,500 worth of Sears Products&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sears.com/shc/s/dap_10153_12605_DAP_Back%20to%20Campus%20Sweepstakes"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Win a New Home from Taylor Morrison!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tmdreamhomegiveaway.com/index.php"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter to win a 3/4-carat signature princess-cut diamond from Blue Nile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluenile.com/sweepstakes.asp"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kraft.promotions.com/bestschoolyearever08/init.do"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-8739620593931728459?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8739620593931728459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-21st-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8739620593931728459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8739620593931728459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-21st-2008.html' title='Contests For July 21st, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-689181894871577316</id><published>2008-07-21T10:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:30:11.198-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veggie Tables'/><title type='text'>Veggie Tables - This Dish Is Vegetarian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SISb4uocfII/AAAAAAAACQM/o37nDU0lPlA/s1600-h/VeggieShirts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225472866549267586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SISb4uocfII/AAAAAAAACQM/o37nDU0lPlA/s320/VeggieShirts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heeeey! Daelyn and I run an online vegetarian blog called &lt;a href="http://www.thisdishisvegetarian.com/"&gt;VeggieTables - This Dish Is Vegetarian&lt;/a&gt;. Come on over and check it out, we just opened up the Web Store!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at those cool shirts! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-689181894871577316?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/689181894871577316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/veggie-tables-this-dish-is-vegetarian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/689181894871577316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/689181894871577316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/veggie-tables-this-dish-is-vegetarian.html' title='Veggie Tables - This Dish Is Vegetarian'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SISb4uocfII/AAAAAAAACQM/o37nDU0lPlA/s72-c/VeggieShirts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2068602119866507273</id><published>2008-07-20T12:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T12:08:36.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>What School Do You Go To?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday when I got to work, I had a young, underage bagger on my lane bagging for me. He says to me "What school do you go to?" Then he mentions a near by high school. LOL I just laughed and said "Oh, I've been out of school for a while but thanks, that made my day!" LOL I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2068602119866507273?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2068602119866507273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-school-do-you-go-to.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2068602119866507273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2068602119866507273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-school-do-you-go-to.html' title='What School Do You Go To?'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-603730363633238030</id><published>2008-07-19T01:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T01:28:24.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Advtures of a little ole' Cashier...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SIF3KTqBBfI/AAAAAAAACP8/6gub48wPg8k/s1600-h/hand-cuffs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224588061685384690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SIF3KTqBBfI/AAAAAAAACP8/6gub48wPg8k/s320/hand-cuffs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Work is great! lol Not because it's easy and the people are nice but because all the entertaining things that happen! Seriously, it really is quite amusing. Someone in Momsville said when I first got this job, "Think of all the interesting stories you'll have for us!". I really didn't think I would have any stories to tell. I mean, I work in a grocery store, just how interesting could it be? Well, it seems like everyday is bringing a new story to tell! LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While I was on break at work I see 4 police men walk into the store. I say to myself "uh oh?". That can't be good. Just as I am about to walk into the store, I hear a slew of obscenities coming from the parking lot. Then a man starts pounding on the trunk of a car and I see the reverse lights come on. This person in the car almost runs over the man standing behind the car!! Then this person decided shes going to go over the curb to get away from this man! I am thinking "OH MY GOD!" The whole time laughing, all though I know I shouldn't be but I knew this person in the car was probably a woman and she was one pissed off woman! So, she was going to make her man pay for what ever it was he did. lol So, I try to walk back inside and I see this car racing back towards this guy and they are now yelling at each other in such a scary way that I decided to go inside and tell the manager. As I am walking inside I see why the 4 cops are there. To arrest a cashier. I later found out she wasn't scanning all the items of a friends order and was basically stealing, A LOT. Turned out she's going to be charged with a felony. Ooops! IDIOT! Anyway, by the time I went to get the manager to tell him about the little tiff going on outside, the couple had left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All to interesting for a nights work I say! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-603730363633238030?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/603730363633238030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/advtures-of-little-ole-cashier.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/603730363633238030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/603730363633238030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/advtures-of-little-ole-cashier.html' title='Advtures of a little ole&apos; Cashier...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SIF3KTqBBfI/AAAAAAAACP8/6gub48wPg8k/s72-c/hand-cuffs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3852706679542890597</id><published>2008-07-17T11:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:29:31.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Serious Issue....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH9n8OuhT9I/AAAAAAAACP0/UjSOBcw7SZk/s1600-h/ist2_3808169-dirty-kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224008377216094162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH9n8OuhT9I/AAAAAAAACP0/UjSOBcw7SZk/s400/ist2_3808169-dirty-kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am on my third day of work and so far things seem to be going really well. Everyone seems to be really nice and helpful. I haven't had any serious problems yet. lol Working nights has been interesting with my boyfriend having to step up and take on a little more than he's used too. Dinner Time, Bath Time, so on and so on. So far he's doing ok! I have to give him credit because Karyn is in one piece when I get home! lol I of course come home to what seems like a weeks worth of dishes in the sink! Not too happy about that but oh well. He seriously uses enough dishes, pans and utensils as I do in a week! lol I'm not sure why he feels the need to do that but oh well, what can I do? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;**Warning**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may offend some people with what I say next.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't but this is my blog and my opinion so oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on to the serious issue I have. I have noticed that a lot of people that come through my line at the store use Food stamps. I would say that if 100 people come through my line, at least 40-50 of them are using Food Stamps. Which now, is a card that looks very similar to a credit card and requires them to use a pin number. Now, there is nothing wrong with using Food stamps. That's why they are there. For people who &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt; them. I am not going to go into who does and who doesn't need them because that is not for me to determine. BUT I know there are people out there who &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt; them and people who &lt;em&gt;THINK&lt;/em&gt; they &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt; them. They know who they are. They are only certain things you can buy with Food Stamps. Like Cleaning products, Animal Food &amp;amp; Supplies, Prepared Store Meals(Rotisserie or Fried Chicken) etc...You can not buy! There are plenty of things you are allowed to buy. Meat, Produce, Dairy, Etc...Well, I have seen multiple people come in and are able to use (Computer Determines this) their FS to purchase Fresh Crab Legs &amp;amp; Lobster Tails. I am not kidding. In my opinion, they should not be allowed to buy these things. Here are two different TRUE occurrences that happened in the three days I have worked there that seriously just irritate me. These are just 2 of them. There were many more buying the same thing, just not to this extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-One person comes in and has over $100.00 in snow crab legs and fresh shrimp from the Seafood Department. They pay with their FS card. Then pays for other groceries that go with their new seafood purchase, in cash. To me...This person does not &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt; FS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Another person comes in and buys about 10 whole lobsters with their FS card. Then after that order, pays for 3 cases of beer in cash. To me...This person definitely does not &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt; FS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really in shock that this allowed! Really! It makes me sick to think that there are people who really need it and can't get it but there are people who don't need it and abuse it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3852706679542890597?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3852706679542890597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/serious-issue.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3852706679542890597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3852706679542890597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/serious-issue.html' title='Serious Issue....'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH9n8OuhT9I/AAAAAAAACP0/UjSOBcw7SZk/s72-c/ist2_3808169-dirty-kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-8129818184916595743</id><published>2008-07-17T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:04:56.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contest For July 17th, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter this Hickory Farms sweepstakes for your chance to outfit your back yard with everything you need to make it a fantastic place to entertain or enjoy the outdoors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hickoryfarms.apfco.com/w1297/?"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-8129818184916595743?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8129818184916595743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contest-for-july-17th-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8129818184916595743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8129818184916595743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contest-for-july-17th-2008.html' title='Contest For July 17th, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2426617857307653026</id><published>2008-07-15T15:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:11:32.580-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>R.I.P. Wesley Thomas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHz1YenO_TI/AAAAAAAACPc/MH1e1cPmVEw/s1600-h/Wesley+Thomas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223319468726222130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHz1YenO_TI/AAAAAAAACPc/MH1e1cPmVEw/s400/Wesley+Thomas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My nephew Wesley Thomas passed away July 13th. 2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was just shy of 8 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's such a devastating tragedy that no one should ever have to go through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2426617857307653026?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2426617857307653026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/rip-wesley-thomas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2426617857307653026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2426617857307653026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/rip-wesley-thomas.html' title='R.I.P. Wesley Thomas...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHz1YenO_TI/AAAAAAAACPc/MH1e1cPmVEw/s72-c/Wesley+Thomas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1910397536577042548</id><published>2008-07-14T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:30:03.755-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Quotes'/><title type='text'>Do Not Enter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHtucysE4oI/AAAAAAAACPM/_uM-tQQAqqk/s1600-h/July+14th,+2008+005+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222889633788256898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHtucysE4oI/AAAAAAAACPM/_uM-tQQAqqk/s320/July+14th,+2008+005+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHttiAvOd2I/AAAAAAAACPE/S8O-Ajf4Kjw/s1600-h/July+14th,+2008+006+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning my lovely child asked for a piece of paper and a piece of tape. Harmless enough so I gave her the paper and tape. Then I see her "writing" something on the piece of paper and I ask her what she's she's drawing, she ignores me. She then puts the piece of tape on the piece of paper and takes off to her room. I follow her and watch her put this piece of paper on her door and I ask what it is...she says "it's a sign I made that says you can't come in my room"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Booger! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1910397536577042548?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1910397536577042548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-not-enter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1910397536577042548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1910397536577042548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-not-enter.html' title='Do Not Enter!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHtucysE4oI/AAAAAAAACPM/_uM-tQQAqqk/s72-c/July+14th,+2008+005+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-7058180669533802763</id><published>2008-07-14T11:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:25:51.333-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest Winnings'/><title type='text'>Another Sweepstakes Prize...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHtu52NQSAI/AAAAAAAACPU/anjwD1Tcdrg/s1600-h/July+14th,+2008+008+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222890132948928514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHtu52NQSAI/AAAAAAAACPU/anjwD1Tcdrg/s320/July+14th,+2008+008+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A while ago, I wrote about a pair of leg warmers I won from an online contest. I don't remember entering the contest but whatever. Well, on Saturday I received my winnings. Here they are in all their ugly purple glory! lol They look blue in this picture but trust me they are actually purple! lol I had no intentions of ever wearing them so I let my 3 year old have them to play with. She looks adorable in them! LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When pulled all the way up, they cover my entire legs! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-7058180669533802763?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7058180669533802763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-sweepstakes-prize.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7058180669533802763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7058180669533802763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-sweepstakes-prize.html' title='Another Sweepstakes Prize...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHtu52NQSAI/AAAAAAAACPU/anjwD1Tcdrg/s72-c/July+14th,+2008+008+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6433577986538237538</id><published>2008-07-14T10:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:49:59.961-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Big Brother 10!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHth_WcT-SI/AAAAAAAACO8/JzQHGf8j9xU/s1600-h/bb10_about.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222875933850204450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHth_WcT-SI/AAAAAAAACO8/JzQHGf8j9xU/s400/bb10_about.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Brother 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, yes, I am addicted to this show! Last night was the first episode of the season. It was a typical first episode and nothing too exciting happened. There are a lot of very different people in the house this year and for the first time in 7 years no one knows each other. So they say. Of course you can never tell who someone really is by they way reality TV portrays them but I could tell there are a few people who think they are SUPER SPECIAL! lol I think on of the most interesting players this year is 75 year old Jerry. A former Marine and Father to 2, Grand Father to 4 and Great Grand Father to 5, he's a pistol! He is also the first HOH of the season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really hope this season is a good one. Last years was ok but nothing will ever beat Season 6 with Howie, Kaysar and Janelle! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big Brother is on CBS Sundays @ 8pm ET, Tuesdays @ 9pm ET &amp;amp; Wednesdays @ 8pm ET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also: Big Brother After Dark can be seen on ShoToo starting @ midnight ET.(Showtime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6433577986538237538?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6433577986538237538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-brother-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6433577986538237538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6433577986538237538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-brother-10.html' title='Big Brother 10!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHth_WcT-SI/AAAAAAAACO8/JzQHGf8j9xU/s72-c/bb10_about.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1592593696849083137</id><published>2008-07-13T21:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:36:53.544-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests for July 13th, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;   List of Current Circuit City's Sweepstakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.circuitcity.com/ccd/genericContent.do?c=1&amp;amp;oid=168026"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;List of Marie Claire's Contests!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marieclaire.com/hair/shopping/free/"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1592593696849083137?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1592593696849083137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-13th-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1592593696849083137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1592593696849083137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-13th-2008.html' title='Contests for July 13th, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1478343776636977702</id><published>2008-07-13T17:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:11:37.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>My First Official Day of Work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHp5BqRfgRI/AAAAAAAACO0/0CGzVZjBSPE/s1600-h/42-17770647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222619787323998482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHp5BqRfgRI/AAAAAAAACO0/0CGzVZjBSPE/s320/42-17770647.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first official day of work was today. It was interesting! It wasn't as hard as I thought it was going to be that's for sure. Except on my feet. I am not used to standing on my feet in the same spot for that long. It's all good though, I am sure I will get used to it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being a cashier at a grocery store allows you into a special part of someones personal life. It really shows you who someone is by what they buy. It really is very interesting! Today I had a woman and her teenage daughter come in my line and buy $306.88 worth of make-up and hair care products. There wasn't one food item in the cart. My eyes about popped right out of their sockets! lol The mother was as content as could be and didn't think twice as she swiped that American Express! Wow is all I could say to myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My daughter has really been good with me going back to work. Last night I told her that her and daddy are going to take me to work in the morning so she had to have a good nights rest. She then tells me that she will miss me. :( It about broke my heart. Then she asks me what I was going to be building. She thinks that everyone builds something for their jobs. lol I said, Your future. LOL I laughed at myself and she thought that was hilarious! I told her I would be working at the grocery store and she asked if I was going bring home some ice cream. LOL I have to give her credit for that! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1478343776636977702?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1478343776636977702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-first-official-day-of-work.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1478343776636977702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1478343776636977702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-first-official-day-of-work.html' title='My First Official Day of Work...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHp5BqRfgRI/AAAAAAAACO0/0CGzVZjBSPE/s72-c/42-17770647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-554464849370219292</id><published>2008-07-12T21:55:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:21:26.097-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outside Adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critters'/><title type='text'>More Critters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you tell that I love all thing critter-like? Well, everything except pesky bugs. Today, we went on one of our backyard adventures. It was fun. I always like these because where we live there is always some critter to be discovered. :) Here is what we found today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222313499740034818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHlidYG7VwI/AAAAAAAACOc/SFDaQt_i3IM/s320/Bugs+006(cropped).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;These 3 caterpillars. 1 Orange and black and 2 of the white ones. They were pretty cool! I haven't researched what they were because I want to be surprised! :) My daughter will get a kick out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222316469091087650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHllKNzYtSI/AAAAAAAACOs/kULpb7PRriA/s320/Bugs+004(cropped).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is one of the many squirrels we feed. Isn't he cute?? While we were on our backyard adventure they continued to eat like we weren't even around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-554464849370219292?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/554464849370219292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-critters.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/554464849370219292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/554464849370219292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-critters.html' title='More Critters!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHlidYG7VwI/AAAAAAAACOc/SFDaQt_i3IM/s72-c/Bugs+006(cropped).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-7928287199939116505</id><published>2008-07-11T13:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T13:49:43.717-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests for July 11th, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter to win a luxury spa vacation for 4, or one of thousands of health and fitness-related instant prizes from Colgate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://colgate.eprize.net/healthy/index.tbapp?method=login"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter Kohl's Summer Sweepstakes for your chance to win $10,000 cash or Kohl's gift cards in $1,000 and $500 denominations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kohls.com/upgrade/sweepstakes/kohlsswp_EntryForm.jsp?swp=Kohls20KSweeps"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter this sweepstakes for your chance to win an Alienware laptop, one of the hottest laptops on the market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.patriotmemory.com/contests/alienware.jsp"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter this sweepstakes to win a Saab 9-3 2.0T SportCombi and a gorgeous sports bike, or instant prizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://versus.eprize.net/flytothefinish08/index.tbapp"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-7928287199939116505?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7928287199939116505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-11th-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7928287199939116505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7928287199939116505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-11th-2008.html' title='Contests for July 11th, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-7984142056667474654</id><published>2008-07-11T11:45:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:14:50.744-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Creations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><title type='text'>Desperate Times, Call for Desperate Measures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This morning, something for sad happened to me. My coffee maker decided it no longer wanted to brew. Not even the hot plate was getting hot. It was truly devastating. I didn't know what to do. How would I get coffee? I need coffee to survive! I don't have the car today so how would I go to the store to get another coffee maker or better yet, Starbucks! Maybe, overnight, Starbucks would add delivery to their options? No such luck. So, I opened an ice cold can of Coca-Cola Classic to at least fill the void. I hopped onto the computer and informed my fellow Moms on Momsville of my dilemma! As always they had some great advice but the best advice came from Dae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Daelyn:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Here is what I would do...... LOL! I would take your little coffee basket out and put the filter and coffee in like normal. Boil some water and pour into the basket which is resting on the pot or a cup...... um carefully!! LOL Worth a try since this is an emergency..... ?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Awesome! Why hadn't I thought of that?!? Maybe my brain does not function fully until it's had some delicious java! So, before my child started wondering why her Mommy was going nuts, I took Dae's advice! This is what I did;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeC4yD3OiI/AAAAAAAACNA/yee-Hudqb5g/s1600-h/coffee911+001+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221786204981639714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeC4yD3OiI/AAAAAAAACNA/yee-Hudqb5g/s200/coffee911+001+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Step 1: Boil Water. I was going to use a tea kettle but decided I would not like to hold that over the basket and pour slowly. I opted for a small measuring cup. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeDdIF4FiI/AAAAAAAACNI/7vkJs4WsrYM/s1600-h/coffee911+005+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221786829370955298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeDdIF4FiI/AAAAAAAACNI/7vkJs4WsrYM/s200/coffee911+005+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Step 2: Slowly pour the boiling water carefully into the basket. Sorry the picture is blurry, remember I hadn't had coffee yet. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeEB52ee1I/AAAAAAAACNQ/llw3FUsHP28/s1600-h/coffee911+013+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221787461203426130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeEB52ee1I/AAAAAAAACNQ/llw3FUsHP28/s200/coffee911+013+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahhh, look at that beautiful brew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeEZt-nVpI/AAAAAAAACNY/yvtmG9lHFgI/s1600-h/coffee911+015+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221787870333195922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeEZt-nVpI/AAAAAAAACNY/yvtmG9lHFgI/s200/coffee911+015+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Steamy Goodness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221790115305194514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeGcZJphBI/AAAAAAAACN4/pzTEcIsR-ik/s200/coffee911+019+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!! The finished product!! I am so happy now! Life can go on now! I can finally function. I have printed off these instructions so that, IF it happens again I can remember what to do. My brain does not function until I have had my coffee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks again Momsville! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-7984142056667474654?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7984142056667474654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/desperate-times-call-for-desperate.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7984142056667474654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/7984142056667474654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/desperate-times-call-for-desperate.html' title='Desperate Times, Call for Desperate Measures...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHeC4yD3OiI/AAAAAAAACNA/yee-Hudqb5g/s72-c/coffee911+001+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-427269610600266932</id><published>2008-07-07T09:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:52:19.718-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Getting Back Into The Swing of Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHIchoSG8qI/AAAAAAAACK8/vNcBTkQ6jqY/s1600-h/July+4th,+2008+043+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220266282150458018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHIchoSG8qI/AAAAAAAACK8/vNcBTkQ6jqY/s320/July+4th,+2008+043+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope everyone had a great 4th of July! :) It's been a fun weekend and I am just trying to get back into the swing of things. I'll be posting more later! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-427269610600266932?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/427269610600266932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-back-into-swing-of-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/427269610600266932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/427269610600266932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-back-into-swing-of-things.html' title='Getting Back Into The Swing of Things...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SHIchoSG8qI/AAAAAAAACK8/vNcBTkQ6jqY/s72-c/July+4th,+2008+043+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1647662662298647957</id><published>2008-07-06T22:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:22:11.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests for July 6th, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Send Lavender Fields a picture of your bedroom and a short essay describing why you deserve a makeover, and you could win bedroom furnishings and accessories worth $3,000!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lavenderfieldsonline.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWCATS&amp;amp;Category=1393"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Win a Digital SLR Camera from Ritz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ritzcamera.com/static/contests/NikonD60MegaOutfit08/D60entry.html"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1647662662298647957?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1647662662298647957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-6th-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1647662662298647957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1647662662298647957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-6th-2008.html' title='Contests for July 6th, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-220566522593001919</id><published>2008-07-03T10:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:33:15.170-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests for July 3rd, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hope Everyone Has A Safe &amp;amp; Happy 4th of July Weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218807542197952050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="143" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGztzyfWnjI/AAAAAAAACCM/AlpHGdVwYGA/s320/12356r0xsvithkn.gif" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter the Summer Family Fun Sweepstakes from Kaboose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweepstakes.kaboose.com/sweeps/1-summer08"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter for your chance to win a $10,000 Education Grant, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;brought to you by Suave® and Q-tips®.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://suave.apfco.com/w1304/"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter to Win a Toyota Tundra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dg300showdown.com/"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Win 2 Custom Surf Boards from ...Lost featuring art by Pinky Taylor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swell.com/jump.jsp?itemType=CATEGORY&amp;amp;itemID=276"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Win a $2,500 Home Gym Shopping Spree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hearthealthyonline.com/Sweepstakes/2500-Home-Gym-Shopping-Spree/home-gym-shopping-spree-landing-page.html?sssdmh=dm17.323775&amp;amp;esrc=nwho01_09"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_______________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter this American Blinds sweepstake for your chance to win $2,000 worth of decor for your home! Monthly prizes also awarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www1.americanblinds.com/contest/sweepstakes/default.aspx?ui=83961925&amp;amp;lg=0&amp;amp;sii=&amp;amp;cmad="&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-220566522593001919?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/220566522593001919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-3rd-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/220566522593001919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/220566522593001919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/contests-for-july-3rd-2008.html' title='Contests for July 3rd, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGztzyfWnjI/AAAAAAAACCM/AlpHGdVwYGA/s72-c/12356r0xsvithkn.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-8656233825047117786</id><published>2008-07-03T00:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:08:26.522-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Home Alone With My Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>After my work orientation yesterday I went and picked up my boyfriend then we went to his mother's house so we could pick up K. While were there she begged to stay the night with her cousin who was in town from out of state. We agreed to let her stay only if she promised to be a good girl! Yeah right. lol We could ask Grandma 1,000 if she was good while she stayed there and she would always say yes. She does no wrong in the eyes of grandma! She can get away with just about anything over there. That's the problem...&lt;br /&gt;   It was pretty nice to get to sleep in this morning. Then I had to decide what I was going to do with an entire day to myself, with out a car to go anywhere. K wasn't coming home until later in the evening so I had plenty "me" time. First I thought I would relax and watch a little TV. something other than Dora or Mickey Mouse Club House. Wrong! That didn't last long before I had the brilliant idea of cleaning because usually I have a 3 year old following 1 step behind me to "help" along the way. I got a little cleaning done before I decided I would sit in silence and try to take a nap. Wrong! I couldn't stop thinking so I couldn't fall asleep. So I sat up and starred out the window for a while. Then back up looking for something else to do. Cleaned out the bathroom closet, did some laundry, swept, vacuumed. Ahhhh, I didn't know what to do with myself. I rarely get a day to myself, so when it does happen I don't know what to do. I really need to have a set plan when I get another day alone just so I don't go insane.&lt;br /&gt;   Then came damage control. K arrived home just in time for dinner. She didn't want to eat. No big deal but instead she wanted to whine and cry and roll around on the floor while we ate. She spent a lot of time in Time-Out tonight. Telling me no, hitting me, throwing things and screaming. It made for a lovely night. I booted her butt off to bed early before I gave her away to the circus. It wouldn't have been so bad if I had back up. *sigh* My boyfriend decided all of a sudden he was just sooooo tired and went to bed. You have no idea how much this irritated me. I should be used to it by now. I guess I really have no reason to be upset. He DOES work all day. In A/C, sitting down, answering phones and talking to people all day. I can see how that can be exhausting. It's so funny that when I was doing that same thing a few years ago it wasn't "work" in his eyes. Yet, I still had enough energy to do everything around the house that I am doing now. Funny how that works. Don't get me wrong, I am completely appreciative of everything that he does for us. Just wish I has a little more help at night. Okay, I am done complaining now...I really don't understand why I don't drink more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-8656233825047117786?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8656233825047117786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-alone-with-my-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8656233825047117786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8656233825047117786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-alone-with-my-thoughts.html' title='Home Alone With My Thoughts...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2409143739220597446</id><published>2008-07-02T11:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:31:04.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGudtEHPSDI/AAAAAAAACCE/_Be9GH2cZqg/s1600-h/07022008+002+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218437990762629170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGudtEHPSDI/AAAAAAAACCE/_Be9GH2cZqg/s320/07022008+002+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Ahhhhh yes! Welcome to the company! Yesterday, I went for a 4 hour orientation for my new job! It was the basic orientation. Watch a couple movies on harassment, customer service and other fun stuff. Go over the employee handbook (Shown Above) and meet some people. It's was all quite tiring! lol I get to start my training on Saturday Morning! Woohoo! It's just computer training right now. 5 hours of sitting on a computer learning how to do stuff! Cool! I do that all day, I should be getting paid all a long! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2409143739220597446?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2409143739220597446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/welcome.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2409143739220597446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2409143739220597446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGudtEHPSDI/AAAAAAAACCE/_Be9GH2cZqg/s72-c/07022008+002+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-8634683942140744142</id><published>2008-07-01T23:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:23:52.593-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Today's Contests ~ July 2nd, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter To Win $5,000 in Gas from Reader's Digest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.rd.com/sweeps/gasgiveaway/index.jsp?sep_id=28472&amp;amp;trkid=freegas&amp;amp;trkid=LAUGH1015"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter the Wisk "Live Out Your Passion" Sweepstakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wisk.com/promotion/default.aspx?utm_source=Epsilon%20Email&amp;amp;utm_medium=Email&amp;amp;utm_content=SL%20Dream%20Big&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Live%20Out%20Your%20Passion"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter the Clean Up With Kenmore Sweepstakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kitchenbathideas.com/Sweepstakes/clean-up-with-Kenmore/landing.html"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter Simple Green's Play, Clean, Fun Contest! Send a messy picture along with a title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplegreen.com/community_clean_fun.php"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter the Grill It with Bobby Flay Sweepstakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.foodnetworkstore.com/bobbysweeps.aspx"&gt;Enter Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-8634683942140744142?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8634683942140744142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/todays-contests-july-2nd-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8634683942140744142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/8634683942140744142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/todays-contests-july-2nd-2008.html' title='Today&apos;s Contests ~ July 2nd, 2008'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2311044802128972308</id><published>2008-07-01T09:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:01:48.181-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Journey Into Working World...Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGo4nc-znwI/AAAAAAAACB8/j2niacf4Z7E/s1600-h/garfield-toasters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218045368707817218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGo4nc-znwI/AAAAAAAACB8/j2niacf4Z7E/s320/garfield-toasters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember exactly why I don't miss going to work in the morning. I am not a morning person. I really like working, just not the actual waking up early and commuting to and from. I like to be busy, constantly doing something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I go to my orientation for my new job and with only one car I had to take my boyfriend to work so I could use the car today. I don't miss getting up this early every day. Another reason to be happy I am working at night. I will be working weekends some too and I am sure I will have to work in the morning sometimes but it's all good. I can handle a few days a week! lol Obviously I would work anytime if I had to but I am so glad I don't have to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I have passed my "Anti-Mornings Attitude" on to my child. She is truly a grumpy groucho in the mornings. So I am ever so careful not to look her directly in the eyes because I may just see fire shooting out of those eyes one day! lol I dare not touch her in the morning. Instead, I open the door to her room and allow her to wake up and walk out of her room on her own. lol If I were to gently try to wake her up by rubbing her back or whispering "time to get up pumpkin!" I may walk out with a broken jaw or a black eye from her flailing arms and legs! lol Ahhh, what a brave man she will marry when she is older! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Dokay! lol I am off to get ready for the day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2311044802128972308?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2311044802128972308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/journey-into-working-worldagain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2311044802128972308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2311044802128972308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/07/journey-into-working-worldagain.html' title='The Journey Into Working World...Again.'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGo4nc-znwI/AAAAAAAACB8/j2niacf4Z7E/s72-c/garfield-toasters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6644503113987226615</id><published>2008-07-01T09:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:23:35.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Contests For July 1st, 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter this InTouch sweepstakes for your chance to win a Skagen watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGjg_epZWuI/AAAAAAAACB0/LlzI9qVhGMI/s320/blue_bengal_09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beechwoodbengals.com/queens.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BeechWoodBengals.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love these cats! This is going to be my next kitty! I have wanted one of these for a while! I won't get one anytime soon but one day I will. I think they are the cutest! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A bit about Bengals...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bengals are active, talkative cats that love to play even in water! The Bengals direct ancestor the Asian Leopard Cat. Their curiosity and intelligence makes them a very well rounded cat, always wanting to know what you are up to. The investigation abilities of the Bengal never cease to amaze.&lt;br /&gt;Bengals are very muscular, long lean and substantial, but not oriental or foreign. Their hind legs are longer than the forelegs, with the shoulders being very muscular. Because of the unique Bengal build it gives the Bengal a very fluid walk enhancing the wild attributes of the Bengal. There is often a distinct difference between the male Bengal and female Bengal. The male is much more muscular many times losing any sign of a neck scruff as he matures. His neck will become solid muscle. Boning of the Bengal is very robust and not to be delicate nor too heavy that the appealing elegance be lost. Bengals will exhibit characteristics that enhance its wild appearance, large, built up whisker pads, medium small rounded ears, white or light underbelly with contrasting spots, a soft, pelt like fur, sharp contrasted large spotting pattern, medium long, and a well muscled body. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Bengal cat is a very people oriented cat that has many "dog-like" characteristics (they love to play fetch). Bengals are affectionate, bed hoggers, and very loyal to their people. They are quick to learn and adapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85701/nieceyfitz/661a9734be80ee2a03afe8b3e1a913d9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-873906915531429249?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/873906915531429249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/396-things-i-love-bangal-cats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/873906915531429249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/873906915531429249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/396-things-i-love-bangal-cats.html' title='#395 Things I Love ~ Bangal Cats'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGjg_epZWuI/AAAAAAAACB0/LlzI9qVhGMI/s72-c/blue_bengal_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-9076447230645640699</id><published>2008-06-28T00:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:23:47.652-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>It's Official...</title><content type='html'>I am now currently employed part time. Woohoo! I will be working nights and weekends. I am happy about it because for one, we need the extra cash and two, it will be nice to be out working again. Don't get me wrong, I love being a stay at home mom but I don't get out much so it'll be nice to be out doing something even if it is work.&lt;br /&gt;Nights and weekends was the only realistic option I had when I was looking for a job. That way my boyfriend could watch our daughter while I work. It just wouldn't make sense to do it any other way. This has me thinking about how I am going to organize dinner time. With the time I will have to get to work, I don't think we will always be able to eat dinner together. This also means that my BF is going to have to step up to the plate a little more. No more falling asleep when he gets home from work. This should prove to be very interesting. :) It'll all work out though. Somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-9076447230645640699?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/9076447230645640699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-official.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/9076447230645640699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/9076447230645640699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-3083605198604725919</id><published>2008-06-27T11:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T11:18:22.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Quotes'/><title type='text'>My Funny Child...</title><content type='html'>Last night we were playing in the living room. I was sitting in a chair with my feet on a foot stool and she would walk by and say "Here's my token! Can I go through now?". I would say sure and lift my legs way up and she would walk under. After about 5 minutes of this my legs became very tired. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Ok, I have to take a break. My legs are starting to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her:&lt;/span&gt; Are you ok Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I'm ok. My legs just need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her:&lt;/span&gt; Can you walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I can walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her:&lt;/span&gt; Can you walk in the kitchen for sherbet ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she's so cute! lol It was pretty funny though the way she said it! LOL :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-3083605198604725919?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3083605198604725919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-funny-child.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3083605198604725919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/3083605198604725919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-funny-child.html' title='My Funny Child...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1760565937548097352</id><published>2008-06-27T01:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:26:19.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Today's Contests...</title><content type='html'>Enter To Win a $15,000 Home Makeover from &lt;a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/Sweeps/swpSW08a_home.asp?order_num=-1&amp;amp;SweepsMode=false"&gt;Bed, Bath &amp;amp; Beyond&lt;/a&gt;. (Ends 6/30/08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Win A Culinary Adventure in &lt;a href="https://condenast.eprize.net/bigapple/index.tbapp?affiliate_id=1c"&gt;New York City&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1760565937548097352?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1760565937548097352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-contests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1760565937548097352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1760565937548097352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-contests.html' title='Today&apos;s Contests...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6714596024813675915</id><published>2008-06-26T13:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:22:04.190-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Candle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bye, Bye Candle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGPPc_BKJmI/AAAAAAAACBM/ZI6FyuQaSFg/s1600-h/OldCandle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216240890284746338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGPPc_BKJmI/AAAAAAAACBM/ZI6FyuQaSFg/s320/OldCandle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; June 3rd, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGPOxuv0t6I/AAAAAAAACBE/FnHEsFWtLYU/s1600-h/June2608+014+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216240147182696354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGPOxuv0t6I/AAAAAAAACBE/FnHEsFWtLYU/s320/June2608+014+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, June 26th, 2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I just wanted to take a picture of my precious candle that smells oh so good but I never got to use. I think I am going to throw it away now. I am really tempted to save it and see how much more warped it can get. We haven't even hit the peak of our hell hot summer yet. It does make a funny conversation piece though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6714596024813675915?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6714596024813675915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/bye-bye-candle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6714596024813675915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6714596024813675915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/bye-bye-candle.html' title='Bye, Bye Candle...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGPPc_BKJmI/AAAAAAAACBM/ZI6FyuQaSFg/s72-c/OldCandle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-629425420747014634</id><published>2008-06-26T12:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T12:55:55.048-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteries'/><title type='text'>The Mystery Slice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216234739027214834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGPJ27zFAfI/AAAAAAAACAs/WWEPu59lrkE/s200/slice+004+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;OK, that title sounds like something you would order at Joe Schmo's Pizzeria Pizza Palace, owned by a one eyed guy named Bubba. Anyway, I have a dilemma. See that slice on the side of "saluting" finger there? I know it may be hard to see but it's there and it hurts. I have no idea where it came from. It's not a paper cut. I didn't slice it on a knife. No idea. I do know that I keep getting the same slice in the exact same spot about every other week or more. So, needless to say I am on a mission. A mission to figure out what in the Forest Gump keeps slicing me open. It actually kept me up last night because I was running through my head everything I do in a day. I came up with nothing. As soon as I do figure it out I will let all of you know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I realized after writing this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;01. It's extremely difficult to take a picture with my left hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;02. I hate my fat, stubby, curling-up fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;03. My finger really hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-629425420747014634?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/629425420747014634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/mystery-slice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/629425420747014634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/629425420747014634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/mystery-slice.html' title='The Mystery Slice...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SGPJ27zFAfI/AAAAAAAACAs/WWEPu59lrkE/s72-c/slice+004+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-4876482443280613246</id><published>2008-06-25T23:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:36:45.140-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>Win a Tote Bag From Martha Stewart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Martha Stewart is giving away 1,000 fun prizes in the Fresh Find Sweepstakes. Each prize consists of a green tote bag full of healthy prizes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://go.rtm.com/freshfinds/register.asp"&gt;ENTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-4876482443280613246?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4876482443280613246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/win-tote-bag-from-martha-stewart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4876482443280613246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/4876482443280613246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/win-tote-bag-from-martha-stewart.html' title='Win a Tote Bag From Martha Stewart!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-5075505498513456872</id><published>2008-06-25T12:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T12:50:04.858-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>How Did I Get So Lucky...?</title><content type='html'>I am so proud of my daughter. She's 3 1/2 and is doing so good with the potty!! Even at night. For a while we were still putting Pull-Ups on her as a "just in case" measure but we have stopped because she hasn't has any accidents. Now, I know that there is a good chance she will have an accident or 10 in the future but it's so nice not have to worry about changing diapers or pull-ups! Even during the day she goes potty all by herself and it's wonderful! No accidents! It was like one day she just "got it" and kept it up! Woohoo! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-5075505498513456872?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5075505498513456872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-did-i-get-so-lucky.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5075505498513456872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/5075505498513456872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-did-i-get-so-lucky.html' title='How Did I Get So Lucky...?'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6262220415638350829</id><published>2008-06-20T16:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:11:36.022-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Animals'/><title type='text'>Mr. Baxter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFwOxBPO3cI/AAAAAAAAB_8/aNUVUqlqfek/s1600-h/Misc062008+002+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214058703896894914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFwOxBPO3cI/AAAAAAAAB_8/aNUVUqlqfek/s320/Misc062008+002+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "No Pictures Please!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I was a cat. I could sleep all day and in cool poses like this! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6262220415638350829?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6262220415638350829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/mr-baxter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6262220415638350829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6262220415638350829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/mr-baxter.html' title='Mr. Baxter'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFwOxBPO3cI/AAAAAAAAB_8/aNUVUqlqfek/s72-c/Misc062008+002+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-2860162496551854749</id><published>2008-06-20T14:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T14:41:46.342-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Hot!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFv5gaKPznI/AAAAAAAAB_s/2bAzoM-tRS0/s1600-h/temp2+003+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214035328784911986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFv5gaKPznI/AAAAAAAAB_s/2bAzoM-tRS0/s320/temp2+003+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is only 3 degrees cooler inside than it's supposed to be outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to melt away to mush! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFv5ZIZ9BYI/AAAAAAAAB_k/mTi0qQJiMoo/s1600-h/temp2+001+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-2860162496551854749?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2860162496551854749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/too-hot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2860162496551854749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/2860162496551854749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/too-hot.html' title='Too Hot!!!'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFv5gaKPznI/AAAAAAAAB_s/2bAzoM-tRS0/s72-c/temp2+003+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-9151267850679928530</id><published>2008-06-20T11:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:23:59.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Quotes'/><title type='text'>Go faster...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFvLPhHIMnI/AAAAAAAAB_U/MXi4b3Nfu7s/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984461058224754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFvLPhHIMnI/AAAAAAAAB_U/MXi4b3Nfu7s/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago, while were on our way to Mimi's house we were teaching my daughter what the red, yellow, green light meant. Telling her Green means go, Red means stop and then Daddy had to give a long detailed description of what the yellow light meant. You can only imagine the things he said. lol&lt;br /&gt;Well on the way to Wal-Mart last night, she was being a back seat driver. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, stop!"&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, you can go now, the light is green!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost peed my pants from laughter from what I heard from her mouth when we were approaching a yellow light, clearly not enough time to go through...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hurry Mommy, go faster, it's going to turn red!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say she won't be driving until she is 40! After I laughed for a bit, I explained to her why that wasn't safe! Of course I am going to have to repeat this 2,000 before she will ever be allowed to drive! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-9151267850679928530?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/9151267850679928530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/go-faster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/9151267850679928530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/9151267850679928530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/go-faster.html' title='Go faster...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFvLPhHIMnI/AAAAAAAAB_U/MXi4b3Nfu7s/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6353372294398273850</id><published>2008-06-17T17:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:35:58.094-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Garden'/><title type='text'>Mini Sunflowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFgt2uLu39I/AAAAAAAAB-8/YXYbuuy6a8o/s1600-h/061708+004+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212966986814775250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFgt2uLu39I/AAAAAAAAB-8/YXYbuuy6a8o/s320/061708+004+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woohoo! My Mini Sunflowers are finally starting to bloom. This is about half bloom I believe. :) I love flowers! Flowers make me smile. :) I will post another picture when they are completely open! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6353372294398273850?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6353372294398273850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/mini-sunflowers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6353372294398273850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6353372294398273850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/mini-sunflowers.html' title='Mini Sunflowers'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SFgt2uLu39I/AAAAAAAAB-8/YXYbuuy6a8o/s72-c/061708+004+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-1702584244827138975</id><published>2008-06-16T00:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:12:09.344-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bug Bite from Hell...</title><content type='html'>Soooo, I have this bug bite. It's on the back of my leg, behind my knee. It hurts, it's swollen and it jiggles. lol I have no clue what bit me but whatever did sure packed a punch! lol Oh and the itching! It itches so bad but it's so tender I can't touch it. It jiggles when I walk and it's freaking me out. lol&lt;br /&gt;   I tried taking a picture of it tonight but it's too blurry. I'll have to try again in the morning, that is if my leg doesn't fall off. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-1702584244827138975?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1702584244827138975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/bug-bite-from-hell.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1702584244827138975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/1702584244827138975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/bug-bite-from-hell.html' title='Bug Bite from Hell...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642341719769101993.post-6899598861366291062</id><published>2008-06-16T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:06:26.937-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Damn DVD Players...</title><content type='html'>While I was on vacation last week, the DVD player decided to go boom. Not literally but my boyfriend said he woke up one morning and heard an odd sound and realized it was the DVD player. He said it was spinning all night more than likely and probably burned out. For those of you who may remember this is like our 5th or 6th maybe even 7th DVD player in the last 4 1/2 years. I have seriously lost count. Luckily we went for one of the cheapie ones this time because we just can't keep a DVD working!! I believe we bought this one about 6 months ago, right before/after Christmas. I can't remember because I can't find the receipt! I have a special folder in the filing cabinet just for receipts and it's not there! I am so over it! I think this time, we are going to get the adapter thingie for the XBox and just go that route! lol We don't play games on the XBox anymore so if this breaks I could care less....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642341719769101993-6899598861366291062?l=nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6899598861366291062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/damn-dvd-players.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6899598861366291062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642341719769101993/posts/default/6899598861366291062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieceysnotebook.blogspot.com/2008/06/damn-dvd-players.html' title='Damn DVD Players...'/><author><name>Denise F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AjJ7PDhwtdQ/SH4Oy8-LN3I/AAAAAAAACPs/lBH5n4i5y4A/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
